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EPITAPHS 

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MonnmtnUl Muviption^t 

ANCIENT AND MODERN. 
WITH AN EMBLEMATICAL FRONTISPIECE. 



BY WILLIAM GRAHAM, 

LAND SURVEYOR. 



Why all this toil for triumphs of an hour ? 
What though we wade in wealth or soar in fame. 
Earth's highest station ends in — ' Here he lies/ 
And dust to dust concludes her noblest song. 

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PREFACE. 



Having always derived a particular pleasure from 
a walk among the tombs, I became in early life a col- 
lector of Epitaphs. A recent tour through Great 
Britain, and the Isle of Man, enabled me to en- 
large the collection, by the insertion of several inscrip- 
tions of great merit, that convey fine moral thoughts 
in the style and spirit of genuine poetry ; many of 
them were never before published, and are correctly 
copied from the monuments on which they are inscrib- 
ed : a few are taken from the works of our most po- 
pular Poets, which certainly do no discredit to the 
authors whose names they bear. 

If some pieces of inferior merit, as far as regards 
poetic composition, have been admitted into the col- 
lection, they are, at least, entitled to the praise of be- 
ing moral and instructive, however tbey may ottend 
the ear, or the taste, by the inharmony of their num- 
bers, or the coarseness of their diction. They ex- 



press sentiments that are calculated to make a use- 
ful impression on the heart, and dispose the mind to 
ponder on the brevity of life, on the imperfections 
and unsatisfactory nature of our enjoyments, and on 
the instability of all earthly possessions. They tell 
us, that 

— —" Though we wade in wealth or soar in fame. 
Earths highest station ends in — Here he lies I" 

As I have endeavoured to make it a useful and in- 
structive collection, I am not without hopes that its 
general merit, is such as, will secure it a favourable re- 
ception from the public, and dispose the reader to 
consider the time usefully spent in its perusal. 



Hall-Side, Kirklinton, 
August 1, 1821. 



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WESTMINSTER ABBEY. 



ON WILLIAM SHAKSPEARE. 

The cloud capp'd towers, the gorgeous palaces. 
The solemn temples, the great globe itself, 
Yea, and all which it inherits, shall dissolve. 
And like the baseless fabric of a vision 
Leave not a wreck behind. 



JAMES THOMSON, 

JEtatis 48, ohit 27, August, 1748. 

Tutor'd by thee, sv/eet poetry, exalts her voice to 
\ges, and informs the page, with music, image. 
Sentiment, and thought, nevei- to die ! 

This Monument was erected in 1762. 



JOHN SHEFFIELD, DUKE OF BUCKINGHAM, 
Died Feb. 24, 1720, in the 14tht/ear of his age. 

I liv'd doubtful, not dissolute, 
I die unresolv'd, not unresign'd. 
Ignorance and error are incident to human nature. 

I trust in an Almighty and all good God. 

O ! thou Being of Beings, have compassion on me. 

For my king often, for my country forever. 



TO THE MEMORY OF 

NICHOLAS ROWE, Eso. 

Who died in 1718, aged 45 ; 

And of Charlotte, his only Daughter, wife of Henry 
Fane, Esq. who inherited her father's spirit, and 
amiable in her own innocence and beauty, died in the 
23d year of her age, 1730. ^ 

Thy reliques Rowe ! to this sad shrine we trust. 
And near thy Shakspeare place thy honor'd bust. 
Oh ! next him skill'd to draw the tender tear. 
For never heart felt passion more sincere ; 
To nobler sentiments to fire the brave, 
For never Briton more disdain'd a slave. 
Peace to thy gentle shade and endless rest. 
Blest in thy genius, in thy love too blest ' 
And blest, that timely from our scene remov'd 
Thy soul enjoys that liberty it lov'd I 



To these so mourn VI in death, so lovVl in life, 
The childless parent, and the widow'd wife. 
With tears inscribe this monumental stone. 
That holds their ashes, and expects her own. 

Mr. Rowe was Poet Laureat and author of several 
tine Traoredies. 



JOHN GAY, 

Died December 4, 1732, aged 45, 

The short Epitaph on the front was written hy himseij\ 

Life is a jest, and all things show it: 
I thought ^o once, but now I know it. 

Underneath are these verses by Mr. Pope- - 

Of manners gentle, of affections mild, 
In wit a man, simplicity a child ; 
With native humour tempering virtuous rage, 
Form'd to delight at once, and lash the age ; 
Above temptation in a low estate. 
And uncorrupted e'en among the great: 
A safe companion and an easy friend, 
Unblam'd through life, lamented in thy end ; 
These are thy honors ; — not that there thy bust 
Is mix'd with heroes, or witii kings thy dust; 
But that the worthy and the good shall say. 
Striking their pensive bosoms — here lies Gay I 



TO THE MEMORY OF 

MARY HOPE, 

Who died at Brook- Hall, 

In the County of Northampton, 

071 the loth of June, 1767, 

Aged 25 years. 

And whose remains lie in the neighbouring church 
at Norton ; this stone, an unavailing tribute of affec- 
tion, is by her husband erected and inscribed. 

She was the only daughter of Eliab Breton, of 
Torty-Hall, Middlesex, Esq. and was married to John 
Hope, of London, Merchant, to whom she left three 
infant sons, Charles, John, and William. 

Tho' low on earth, her beauteous form decay 'd, 
My faithful wife, my lov'd Maria's laid. 
In sad remembrance, the afflicted raise 
No pompous tomb inscribed with venal praise. 
To statesmen, warriors, and to kings belong 
The trophy'd sculpture and the poet's song ; 
And these the proud expiring often claim. 
Their wealth, bequeathing to record their name. 
But humble virtue, stealing to the dust, 
Heeds not our lays, or monumental bust. 
To name her virtues ill befits my grief; 
What w^as my bliss can now give no relief; 
A husband mourns — the rest let friendship tell ; 
FHme spread her worth — a husband knew it well. 



IN MEMORY OF 

An honest man, a constant friend, 

JOHN, THE GREAT DUKE of ARGYLE 

AND GREENWICH, 

A General and Orator, 

Exceeded by none in the age he lived. Sir Henry 
Fearmer, Bart, by his last Will and Testament, left 
the sum of £500 towards erecting this Monument, 
and recommended the following Inscription : — 

Britons heboid ! if patriot worth be dear, 
A shrine that claims a tributary tear ; 
Silent that tongue admiring senates heard, 
Nerveless that arm opposing legions fear'd. 
Nor less, O Campbell ! thine the power to pleasf , 
And give to grandeur all the grace of ease. 
Long from thy life let kindred heroes trace, 
Arts which ennoble till the noblest race ; 
Others may owe their future fame to me, 
I borrow immortality from thee. 

His Grace was born October the 10th, 1689, and died 
October the 4th, 1743. 



IN MEMORY OF 

GRACE SCOTT, 

Eldest daughter of Sir Thomas Mauleverer, of Al- 
erton Mauleverer, in Yorkshire, Bart, born 1622, 
married to Colonel Scott, a member of the honorable 
House of Commons, 1644, and died February 24, 1645. 



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lie that will give my Grace but what is hers, 

Must say her death has not 

Made only her dear Scott, 
But virtue, worth and sweetness, widowers. 



TO THE MEMORY OF 

vSTEPHEN HALES, 

Doctor in Divinity. 

Augusta, the mother of that best of Kings, George 
the Third, has placed this Monument, who chose 
iiimwhen living to officiate as her Chaplain, and after 
he died, which was on the 4th of January, 1761, 
in the 84th year of his age, honored him with this 
marble : — 

About the tomb of Hales, whose fair design 
And polish, great Augusta caus'd to shine, 
Ileligion, hoary faith, and virtue wait. 
And shed perpetual tears in mournful state» 
Sut of the preacher rendered to his clay. 
The voice of wisdom still has this to say : 
He was a man to hear affliction's cry. 
And trace his maker's works with curious eye, 
O Hales ! thy praises not the latest age 
Shall e'er diminish, or shall blot thy page; 
England so proud of Newton shall agree, 
S^he has a son of equal rank in thee. 



IN MEMORY OF 

THE RIGHT HONORABLE JAMES CRAGGS. 

Who was made 
Secretary at War, in April, 1717, 

And One of His Majesty's Privy Council, and 
Secretary of State in March, 1718, 

He died Feb. 16, 17-20, aged 35. 

Statesmen, yet friend to truth, of soul sincere. 

In action faithful, and in honor clear ! 

Who broke no promise, serv'd no private end. 

Who gain'd no title, and who lost no friend. 

Ennobl'd by himself, by all approv'd, 

Prais'd, wept, and honor'd, by the muse helov'd. 



TO THE MEMORY OF 

DAVID GARRICK, 

Who died in the year 1779, at tlie age of 63, 

To paint fair nature by divine command. 
Her magic pencil in his glowing hand, 
A Shakspeare rose — then to expand his fame. 
Wide o'er this breathing world a Garrick came 
Though sunk in death, the forms tlie poet drew. 
The actor's genius bade them breathe anew : 
Though like the bard himself in night they lay. 
Immortal Garrick called them back to day : 



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And till eternity with power sublime. 
Shall mark the mortal hour of hoary time, 
Shakspeare and Garrick like twin stars shall shine. 
And earth irradiate with a beam divine. 

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Sacred to the 

IMMORTAL MEMORY OF 

SIR PALMES FAIRBORN, Knt. 

Governor of Tangier, 

In the execution of which Command, he was mor- 
tally wounded by a shot from the Moors, then 
besieging the town, in the 46th year of his age, 
October 24, 1680. 

Ye sacred reliques, which your marble keep. 
Here undisturb'd by wars, in quiet sleep. 

Discharge the trust which (when it was below) "J 

Fairborn's undaunted soul did undergo, > 

And be the town's palladium from the foe. 3 
Alive and dead these walls he will defend ; 
Great actions great examples must attend. 
The Candian siege his early valour knew. 
Where Turkish blood did his young hands imbrue ; 

From thence returning with deserv'd applause, "J 
Against the Moors his well flesh'd sword he draws, > 

The same the courage, and the same the cause. } 

His youth and age, his life and death combine, "J 

As in some great and regular design, > 

All of a piece throughout, and all divine. * 



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Still nearer heaven his virtues shone more bright, ^ 
Like rising flames expanding in their height, .- 
The martyr's glory crown'd the soldier's fight. j 
More bravely British general never fell, 
No General's death was e'er reveng'd so well. 
Which his pleas'd eyes beheld before their close, 
Follow'd by thousand victims of his foes. 
To his lamented loss, for times to come. 
His pious widow consecrates this tomb. 



SIR GODFREY KNELLER, Knt. 

He ivas Painter to 

King Charles II. ; James II. ; William III. ; Anne and 

George I. 

Born in 1646, died in 1723, aged 77. 
He was Knighted, March 3, 1691, and created a 
Baronet May 24, 1715, 
(Among his most excellent works are the Beauties 
of the Court of Charles II.) 

His Epitaph is ivriften hy Pope. 

Kneller by heaven and not a master taught. 
Whose art was nature, and whose pictures thought ; 
When now two ages he had snatch'd from fate 
Whate'er was beauteous, or whate'er was great. 
Rests crown'd Avith prmces' honors, poet's lays 
Due to his merit, and brave thirst of praise ; 
Living great nature fear'd he might outvie 
Her works ; and dying fears herself may die. 



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PHILIP CARTERET, 

Son of Lord George Carteret, 

Who died March 19, 1710, aged 19,— a King's 
Scholar at Westmmster. An emblem of time is 
standing on an altar supposed to be repeating the 
following Epitaph : — 

Why flows the mournful muse's tear 
For thee cut down in life's full prime : 
Why sighs for thee the parent dear, 
Cropt by the scythe of hoary time ? 
Lo ! this my boy's the common lot ! 
To me thy memory entrust ; 
When all that's dear shall be forgot, 
I'll guard thy venerable dust. 
From age to age, as I proclaim 
Thy learning piety and truth ; 
Thy great example shall inflame 
And emulation raise in youth. 



LORD AUBREY BEAUCLERK 

Was the youngest son of Charles, Duke of St= 
Alban's, by Diana, daughter of Aubrey de Vere, 
Earl of Oxford. He went early to sea, and was 
made a commander in 1731, In 1740, he was 
sent upon that memorable expedition to Carthagena, 
under the command of Admiral Vernon, in his Majesty's 
ship ;tfee Prince Frederick, which, with three others, 
were ordered to cannonade the castle Bocca Chica. 
Oae of these being obliged to quit her station, the 



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I'riiice Frederick was exposed not only to the fire of the 
castle, but to that of fort St. Joseph, and to two ships 
that guarded the mouth of the harbour, which he sus- 
tained for many hours that day, and part of the next, 
with uncommon intrepidity. As he was giving his 
command upon deck, both his legs were shot off; but 
«uch was his magnanimity, that he would not sutler his 
wounds to be dressed till he had communicated his or- 
ders to the first Lieutenant which were to fight his ship 
to the last extremity. Soon after this he gave some 
directions about his private affairs, and then resigned 
his soul with the dignity of a hero, and a christian. 
Thus he was taken off in the 31st year of his age; an 
illustrious commander of superior fortitude, and clem- 
ency, amiable in his person, steady in his affections 
Tind equalled by few in tlie social and domestic vntues 
of politeness, modesty, candour, and benevolence. He 
married the widow of Colonel J. Alexander, a daugh- 
ter of Sir H. Newton, Knt. envoy extraordinary to the 
court of Florence, and to the republic of Genoa, and 
judge of the high court of Admiralty. 

His Epitaph over the inscripton : — 

While Britain boasts her empire o'er the deep 
This marble shall compel the brave to weep. 
As men, as Britons, and as soldiers mourn — 
'Tis dauntless, loyal, virtuous Beauclerk's urn. 
Sweet were his manners as his soul was great. 
And ripe his worth tho' immature his fate ; 
Each tender grace, that joy and love inspire. 
Living he mingl'd with his martial fire : 
Dying he bid Britannia's thunder roar. 
And Spain still felt him when he breath'd no more 



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TO THE MEMORY OF 

SIR CHARLES WAGER, Knt. 

Admiral of the white, first commander of the 

Admiralty and privy councillor : 

A man of great natural talents. 

Who bore the highest commands. 

And passed through the great employments 

With credit to himself, and honor to his country. 

He was in private life 

Humane, temperate, just, and bountiful: 

In public station 

Valiant, prudent, wise, and honest ; 

Easy of access to all : 

Plain and unaffected in his manners. 

Steady and resolute in his conduct ; 

So remarkably happy in his presence of mind, 

That no danger ever discomposed him, 

Esteemed and favored by his king. 

Beloved and honored by his country. 

He died May 24, 1743, aged 77. 



SACRED TO THE MEMORY OF 

EDWARD VERNON, 

Admiral of the White Squadron 

Of the British fleet. 

He was the second son of James Vernon, 

Who was Secretary of State to King William HI. 

And whose abilities and integrity 

Were equally conspicuous. 



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In his youth he served under the Admirals 
Shovell and Rook. 

By their example he learned to conquer. 

By his own merit he rose to command. 

In the war with Spain of M.DCC.XXXIX, 

He took the fort Porto Bello 

With six ships ; 

A force which was thought unequal to the attempt, 

For this he received 

The thanks of both Houses of Parliament. 

He subdued Chagre, and at Carthagena 

Conquered as far as naval force 

Could carry victory. 

After these services he retired, 

without place or title. 

From the exercise of public, 

To the enjoyment of private virtue. 

The testimony of a good conscience 

Was his reward — 

The love and esteem of all good men 

His glory. 

In battle though calm, he was active, 

And though intrepid prudent ; 

Successful, yet not ostentatious ; 

Ascribing the glory to God. 

In the senate he was disinterested, vigilant 
And steady. 

On the 30th day of October, 1757, 

He died as he had lived 

The friend of man, the lover of his Country, 

And the father of the poor, 

Aged 73. 



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SACRED TO THE MEMORY OF 

SIR PETER WARREN, 

Knigiit of the Bath, Vice-Admiral of the Red 

Squadron of the British fleet, and 

Member of Parhament 

For the city and liberty of Westminster. 

He derived his descent from an ancient 
Family of Ireland : 

His fame and honors for his virtues and abilities. 

How eminently those were displayed. 

With what vigilance and spirit they were exerted 

In the various services wherein he had the 

Honor to command, 

And the happiness to conquer. 

Will be more properly recorded in the annals of 

Great Britain, 

On this tablet afl*ection with truth must say. 

That, deservedly esteemed in private life. 

And universally renowned for his public conduct. 

The judicious and gallant oflicer 

Possessed, in the amiable qualities of the friend. 

The gentleman, and christian : 

But the Almighty 

Whom alone he feared, and whose gracious 

Protection he had often experienced. 

Was pleased to remove him from a place of honor 

To an eternity of happiness. 

On the 29th day of July, 1752, 
In the 49th year of his age. 



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GEORGE WALSH, Esq. 

Late Lieutenant-Geneial of His Majesty's Forces, 

And Colonel of the 49th Regiment of Foot, 

Who died October 23, 1761, 
Aged 73. 

The toils of life and pangs of death are o'er, 
And care and pain and sickness are no more. 



HENRY WITHERS, 

Lieutenant-General, died November 11, 1729, aged 
78 years. 

Here Withers rests! thou bravest, gentlest mind, 

Thy country's friend, but more of human kind. 

Oh born to arms ! oh worth in youth approv'd ! 

Oh soft humanity in age belov'd ! 

For thee the hardy veteran drops a tear, 

And the gay courtier feels his sigh sincere. 

Withers adieu ! yet not with thee remove 

Thy martial spirit, or thy social love : 

Amidst corruption, luxury, and rage, 

Sill leave some ancient virtues to our age ; 

Nor let us say (those English glories gone). 

The last true Briton lies beneath this stone. 

Pope. 



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Reader 

If thou art a Briton, 

Behold this tomb with reverence and regret ! 

Here lie the remains of 

DANIEL PULTENEY: 

The kindest relation, the truest friend. 

The warmest patriot, the worthiest man ! 

He exercised virtues in this age. 

Sufficient to have distinguished him even in the best. 

Sagacious by nature. 

Industrious by habit. 

Inquisitive with art. 

He gained a complete knowledge of the state of 

Britain, foreign and domestic; 

In most the backward fruit of tedious experience, 

In him the early acquisition of undissipated youth. 

He served the Court several years ; 

Abroad in the auspicious reign of Queen Anne, 

At home in the reign of that excellent Prince 

George I. 

He served his country always ; 

At court independent. 

In the senate unbiassed. 

At every age and in every station 

This was the bent of his generous soul. 

This the business of his laborious life; 

PUBLIC MEN AND PUBLIC THINGS. 

He judged by one constant standard — 

The true interest of Britain : 

He made no other distinction of party; 

He abhorred all other. 



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Gentle, humane, disinterested, and beneficent, 

He created no enemies on his own account ; 

Firm, determined, and inflexible. 

He feared none he could create in the cause of Britain. 

Reader ! 

In this misfortune of thy country, lament thine own ; 

For know. 

The loss of so much private virtue, 

Is a public calamity. 



SACRED TO THE MEMORY OF 

THE REVEREND JOHN THOMAS, L. L. D. 

Bishop of Rochester, 

Dean of this Collegiate Church, 

And of the most honorable Order of the Bath. 

Having passed through the school at Carlisle 

With reputation, he proceeded to Oxford, 

To gather a more abundant harvest of knowledge ; 

Where he became both the ornament and patron 

Of genius, good morals, and of polite, as well as 

Of profound learning. 

With increasing fame every where spreading itself 
He did honors to dignities by his merit. 

Improved riches by bestowing them. 

Presided over the church with wisdom. 

Defended it by his authority. 

Regulated it by his example ; 

Ever active in duties, and unwearied in attention.^. 

Added to the strictest economy, 

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Till after a well spent life. 

Himself exhausted, but not bis patience^ 

By a long and painful illness 

He resigned his soul to God, August 20, 1793. 

Aged 81 years. 

His Nephew, 

G. A. T. A. M. 

To whose lot it fell to perform it, 

Offers this unavaihng tribute as a testimony,. 

Though small. 

Of dutv and aiFection. 



JOHN MILTON. 

He was a great polemical and political writer, and 
Latin Secretary to Oliver Cromwell ; but what have 
immortalized his name, are those two inimitable pieces. 
Paradise Lost and Regained. He was born at London 
in 1608, and died at Bunhill (perhaps the same as 
Bunhill fields) in 1674, leaving three daughters behind 
Mm unprovided for ; and not long since a grand daugh- 
ter of his was relieved by a benefit at the Theatre Royal 
in Drury Lane. In 1737, Mr. Auditor Benson erected 
this Monument to his memory. 

Under Milton is an elegant Monument lately erected 
to the memory of Mr. Gray. This Monument seems 
expressive of the compliment contained in the following 
Epitaph, where the Lyric Muse, is holding a me- 
dallion of the Poet, and at the same time pointing the 
finger up to the bust, of Milton, which is directly 
over it :— 



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No more the Grecian Muse unrivall'd reigns ; 
To Britaia let the nation s homage pay. 
She felt a Homer's fire in Milton's strains, 
A Pindar's rapture in the lyre of Gray. 

Died July 30, 1771, aged 54. 



TO THE MEMORY OF 

FRANCIS MOLLIS, 

Bi/ John Earl of dare, his afflicted father. 

This brave youth, after returning from making a 
campaign in Flanders, died August 12, 1662, agedl8. 

What though thou hast of nature or of arts, 
Youth, beauty, strength, or what excelling parts. 
Of mind and body, letters, arms and worth. 
His eighteen years, beyond his years, brought forth; 
Then stand and read thyself within this glass. 
How soon these perish, and thyself may pass ; 
Man's life is measur'd by the work, not days. 
No aged sloth ; but active youth hath praise. 



ON SIR RICHARD PECKFALL, Knt. 

Master of the buck hounds to Queen Elizabeth. 

Death can t disjoin whom Christ hath join'd in love- 
Life leads to death, and death to life, above. 
In heaven's a happier place; frail thmgs despise. 
Live well to gain in future life a prize. 



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ON JOHN LORD RUSSEL, 

Son and heir to Francis, Earl of Bedford. 

BY HIS LADY. 

Right noble twice by virtue and by birth. 
Of heaven lov'd and honour'd on the earth, 
His country's hope, his kindred's chief delight. 
My husband dear more than this world's light. 
Death hath me reft. But I from him will take 
His memory, to whom this tomb I make. 
John was his name (ah ! was) wretch must I say ? 
Lord Russel once, now my tear thirsting clay. 



TO THE MEMORY OF 

CATHERINE LADY WALPOLE, 

Eldest daughter of John Shorter, Esq. of 

Bybrook, in Kent, and first wife of 

Sir Robert Walpole, afterwards Earl of Orford, 

Horace, her youngest son consecrated 

This Monument. 

She had beauty and wit, without vice or vanity, 

And cultivated the arts without affectation. 

She was devout, though without bigotry to any sect 

And was without prejudice to any party ; 

Tho' the wife of a minister whose power she esteemed 

When she could employ it to benefit the 

Miserable, or to reward the meritorious. 



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She loved a piivate life, 

Though born to shine in public, and was ai« 

Ornament to courts 

Untainted by them. 

She died August the 20th, 1737. 



The most illustrious and seixne Prince, 
ANTHONY PHILIP, 

DUKE OF MONPENSIER. 

Descended from the Kings of France, 

Second son of the Duke of Orleans, 

Frpm his earhest youth bred to arras. 

And even in chains unsubdued ; 

Of an erect mind in adversity. 

And in prosperity not elated ; 

A constant patron of the liberal arts ; 

Polite, pleasant, and courteous to all. 

Nor ever wanting in the duties of brother, 

Neighbour, friend, or the love of his country. 

After experiencing the vicissitudes of fortune 

He was received with great liospitality by 

The English Nation, and at length 

Rests in this asvluni for Kings. 

Born, July 3, 1775, died May 18, 1807, aged 31. 



ABRAHAM COWLEY, 

The Pindar, Horace, and Virgil of England, and the 
delight, ornament, and admiration of his age ! 



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While sacred bard, far worlds thy works prociaimp 

And you survive in an immortal fame. 

Here may you blest in pleasing quiet lie. 

To guard thy urn may hoary faith stand by ! 

And all thy fav'rite tuneful Nine repair. 

To watch thy dust with a perpetual care. 

Sacred for ever may the place be made. 

And may no desperate hand presume to invade 

With touch unhallow'd this religious room. 

Or dare affront thy venerable tomb ; 

Unmov'd and undisturb'd till time shall end. 

May Cowley's dust this marble shrine defend ! 

So wishes and desires that wish may be sacred to 
posterity, George Duke of Buckingham, who erected 
this Monument to that incomparable man. He died 
in the 49th year of his age, and was carried from 
Buckingham-house, with honourable pomp, his exe- 
^u\es being attended by persons of illustrious charac- 
ters of all degrees, and buried August 3, 1667. 



SACRED TO THE MEMORY OF 

CHRISTOPHER ANSTEY, Eso. 

Formerly a scholar at Eton, 

And Fellow of Trinity College, in Cambridge ; 

A very elegant Poet, 

Who held a distinguished pre-eminence, 

Even among those who excelled in the same kinds 

Of his art. 



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About the year 1770, 

He exchanged his residence in Cambridge-shire for 

Bath, 

A place above all, that he delighted in. 

The celebrated Poem that he wrote under the title 

Of the Bath Guide, 

Is a sufficient testimony, 

x\nd after having lived there thirty-six years. 

Died in the year 1805, 

At the advanced ao;e of Eisrhty-one. 



TO THE MEMORY OF 

MRS. PRITCHARD. 

She retired from the Stage, of which she had lon^ 
been the ornament, in the month of April, 17G8, and 
died at Bath, in the month of August following, in the 
57th year of her age. 

Her comic vein had every charm to please, 
'Twas nature's dictates breathed with nature's ease ; 
Ev'n when her powers sustained the Tragic load. 
Full clear and just, the harmonious accents llow'd : 
And the big passions of her feeling heart. 
Burst freely forth and shamed the mimic art. 
Oft on the scene with colours not her own. 
She painted vice and taught us what to shun : 
One virtuous track her real life pursu'd. 
That noble part was uniformly good ; 
Each duty thereto such perfection wrought. 
That, if the precepts fail'd, th' example taught. 



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SACKED TO THE MEMORY OF 

JONAS HAN WAY, 

Who departed this life, September 5, 1789, aged 
74, but whose name liveth, and will ever live, whilst 
active piety shall distinguish Christian integrity, 
and truth shall recommend the British merchant, and 
universal kindness shall characterize the Citizen of the 
World. 

The helpless infant nurtur'd through his care. 

The friendless prostitute sheiter'd and reform'd : 

The hopeless youth rescu'd from misery and ruin^ 

And train'd to serve and to defend his country. 

Uniting in one common train of gratitude. 

Bear testimony to their benefactor's virtues :— 

This was the friend and father of the poor. 



MICHAEL DRAYTON, Esq. 

A memorable Poet of his age, exchanged his Laurel 
for a Crown of Glory, Anno. 1631. 

Do pious marble 1 let thy readers know. 

What they, and what their children owe 

To Drayton's name, whose sacred dust. 

We recommend unto thy trust : 

Protect his memory and preserve his story : 

Remain a lasting monument of his glory : 

And when thy ruins shall disclaim 

To be the treasurer of his name. 

His name that cannot fade shall be 

An everlasting monument to thee. 

This gentleman was both an excellent Poet, and a 
learned Antiquarian, 



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BEN JOHNSON, 

This monument is of fine marble, and is very neatly 
insculped and ornamented with emblematical figures, 
alluding perhaps, to the malice and envy of his con- 
temporaries. 

His Epitaph — 

'' O RARE BEN JOHNSON !' 



IN MEMORY OF 

THOiMAS PARI^, 
Of the County of Salop, born in 1483. 

He lived in the reign of ten Princes, namely, Edward 
IV.; Edward v.; Richard HI.; Henry VH, ; Henry 
VHI. ; Edward \l. ; Queen Mary ; Queen Elizabeth ; 
James I. ; and Charles I. ; aj^ed 152 years, and was 
buried here, November 15, 1(335. 

One thing remarkable of this old man is, that at the 
age of 130, a prosecution was entered against him, in 
the Spiritual Court for Bastardy, and with such elt'ect 
that he did penance publicly in the Church for that 
offence. 

TO THE MEMORY OF - 

JAMES WOLFE, 

Major-General and Commander-in-Chief , 

Of the British Land Forces, on an expedition 
against Quebec, who, after surmounting by ability and 
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valour, all obstacles of art and nature, was slain in the 
moment of Victory, on the 13th of Sept. 1759. 
The King mid Parliament of Great Britain dedicated 
this Monument. 



In the Area of Westminster lie the Remains of 
ANN OF CLEVE, 

SISTER OF THE DUKE OF CLEVE, 

Who was contracted in marriage to Henry VIIL 
and received with great pomp on Blackheath, January 
3, 1539 ; married to the King on the 9th ; and in 
July following divorced, with liberty to marry again, 
but being sensibly touched with the indignity put 
upon her, she lived retired in England with the title 
of Lady Ann of Cleve, and saw the rival who sup- 
planted her, suffer a worse fate ; «he survived the 
King 4 years, and died in 1557. 



A still more unfortunate Queen lies near this last, viz. 

Anne, Queen of Richard III. and daughter of 
Nevil, the Great Earl of Warwick. This Lady 
was poisoned by that monster of cruelty her husband 
to make way for his marriage with Elizabeth, daugh- 
ter of his brother Edward IV. and sister of the un- 
happy youths he had caused to be murdered in the 
Tower, which marriage he never lived to consummate, 
being slain at the battle of Bostvorth Field, 



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Here are also the remains of an old Monument of 

SEBERT, KING of the East SAXONS, 

Who first built this Church, and died, July, 616, 
and also of Athelgoda, his Queen, who died Septem- 
ber 13, 615. 



JOSEPH ADDISON. 

Whoever thou art. 

Venerate the memory of Joseph Addison, 

In whom Christian faith, virtue and good morals. 

Found a continual Patron ; 

Whose genius w-as shewn in verse, 

And every exquisite kind of writing ; 

Who gave to posterity the best example 

Of pure language. 

And the best rules for living well. 

Which remain and ever will remain sacred ; 

Whose weight of argument was tempered with wit. 

And accurate judgment with politeness. 

So that he encouraged the good. 

And reformed the improvident. 

Tamed the wicked. 

And in some degree made them in love with virtue. 

He was born in the year 1672, 

And his fortune being increased, gradually 

Arrived at length to public honours. 

Died in the 48th year of his age. 
The honor and delight of the British nation. 



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IN MEMORY OF 

THOMAS THYNNE, 

Of Longleate, in the County of Wilts, Esq, 

Who was barbarously murdered on Sunday the 12th 
of February, 1682. 

Upon the pedestal, in relief, the story of the murder 
is depicted ; which murder was conspired by Count 
Koningsmarck, and executed by three Assasins, hired 
for that purpose, who shot this unhappy gentleman 
in Pail-Mall, in his own coach. The motive was to 
obtain the rich Heiress of Northumberland in mar- 
riage, who in her infancy had been betrothed to the 
Earl of Ogle, but left a widow before consummation ; 
and afterwards married to Mr. Thynne, but being- 
scarce 15, and her mother extremely tender of her, 
and withal desirous of her having issue, prevailed 
upon her husband, to suifer her to travel another year, 
before he bedded her, in which time she became ac- 
quainted with Koningsmarck at the Court of Hano- 
ver. Whether she had ever given him any counte- 
nance is uncertain, but having no grounds, to hope to 
obtain her while her husband lived, he in this villain- 
ous manner accomphshed his death ; but the Lady 
detested the horrid deed, and soon after married the 
Duke of Somerset. At the time this happened a re- 
port was spread thatiVJr. Thynne, debauched a woman 
of family with £lO,000 a year, and basely deserted 
her. 

W'hence came the saying, *' That he had escaped 
misfortune, if he had either married the woman he 
had lain with, or iaiji with the lady he had married." 



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ST. PAUL'S. 

The first Erected ivas to the Memory of 
JOHN HOWARD, 

OPENED TO PUBLIC INSPECTION A. D. 1796. 

This statue is placed near the Iron-gate leading to 
the South Aisle. It is the work of the late John Bacon, 
R. A. and represents the Philanthropist in the act of 
trampling upon chains and fetters ; while bearing in 
his right hand the key of a prison, and in his left, a 
scroll, on which is engraved, " Plan for the improve- 
ment of Prisons and Hospitals." On the front of the 
pedestal is a bass-relief representing Mr. Howard, 
while visiting the interior of a prison, and conveying 
food, and clothing to its distres.-ed inhabitants. 

The words John Howard are cut in the Marble above 
the bass-relief. 

On one side of the Pedestal John Bacon, Sculp- 
tor, 1795. 

On the other side the following Inscription by the late 

Samml Whithread, Esq. 

This extraordinary man had the fortune to be honored 

While living. 

In the manner his virtues deserved : 

He received the thanks 

Of both Houses of the British and Irish Parhaments, 

For his eminent services rendered to his couutiy 

And to mankind. 



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Our national Prisons and Hospitals, 

Improved upon the suggestions of his wisdom, 

Bear testimony to the solidity of his judgment, 

And to the estimation in which he was held. 

In every part of the civilized world. 

Which he traversed to reduce the sura of human miserv; 

From the Throne to the Dungeon, 

His name was mentioned with respect. 

Gratitude and admiration. 

His modesty alone 

Defeated various efforts which were made during 

His life, to erect this Statue, 

Which the public has now consecrated to his memory. 

He was born at Hackney in the County of 

Middlesex, Sept. 11, 1726. 

The early part of his life he spent in retirement. 

Residing principally upon his paternal estate. 

At Card'mgton in Bedfordshire ; 

For which County he served the Office of Sheriff, 

lu the year 1773. 

He expired at Gherson in Russian Tartari/, 

On the 20th January, 1790, 

A victim to the perilous and benevolent attempt 

To ascertain the cause of and tind an efficacious 

Remedy for the Plague. 

He trod an open but unfrequented path to immortality, 

in the ardent and unmiermitted exercise of 

Christian Charity. 

May this tribute to his fame 
Excite an emulation of his truly glorious acheivemenls. 



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S AMU ELI JOHNSON, 

Grammatico et Critico, 

Scriptorum. Anglicoriim. Litterate. Perito 

Poctce. Luminibus. Sententiarum 

Et Ponderihus. Verhorum. Admirahili 

Magistro. Virtutis. Gravissimo 

Homini. Optimo et Singulm^is. Exempli 

Qui. Vixit. Ann. LXXV. Mens, IL. Dieh XIIIL. 

Decessit. Saih. December. Ann. Christ 

cLC,LcCC,LXXXIIIL 

Sepnlt. in Aed. Sanct. Petr. Westmonasteriens' 

XIIIL. Kal. Januar. Ann. Christ. 

cLC,LcCC,LXXXV. 

Amici. et Sodales. Litterarii 

Pecunia. Conlata 

HM. Faciund. Curaver. 



TO THE MEMORY OF 

SIR WILLIAM JONES, Knight, 

One of the Judges 

Of the supreme Court of Judicature, 

At Fort-William in Bengal. 

This Statue was erected 

By the Honorable the East India Company, 

In testimony 

Of their grateful sense of his Public services. 

Their admiration of his genius and learning. 

And their respect for his character and virtues. 

He died in Bengal, - 

On the 24th of April, 1794, aged 47. 



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Erected at the Public expense, 

TO THE MEMORY OF 

CAPTAIN GEORGE DUFF, 

Who was killed 21st of October, 1805, 

Commanding the Mars, 

In the battle of Trafalgar^ 

In the 42th year of his age. 

And the 29th year of his service. 



TO THE MEMORY OF 

CHARLES, MARQUIS CORNWALLIS, 

Governor-General of Bengal^ 

Who died 5th October, aged QQ, 

At Ghazeepore in the Province of Benares, 

In his progress to assume the Command of the Army 

In the Field. 

This monument 

Is erected at the Public expense. 

In testimony 

Of his high and distinguished Public character. 

His long and eminent Public services. 

Both as a Soldier and a Statesman, 

And the unwearied zeal with which his exertions 

Were employed in the last moment of his hfe. 

To promote the 

Interest and honour of his country. 



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SACRED TO THE MEMORY OF 

RICHARD RUNDELL BURGESS, Eso. 

Commander of his Majesty's ship Ardenty 

Who fell in the 43d year of his age. 

While bravely supporting the honor 

Of the British flag : 

In a daring and successful attempt to break the 

Enemy's line. 

Near Camper downe ; 

On the 11th of October, 1797. 

His skill, coolness, and intrepidity 

Eminently contributed to a victory. 

Equally advantageous and glorious to his country, 

By the unanimous act of her Legislator, 

Enrols his name 

High in the list of those Heroes, 

Who under the blessing of Providence 

Have established 

And maintained her Naval superiority. 

And her exalted rank among; nations. 



THIS MONUMENT WAS ERECTED 

Bi/ the British Parliament, 

To commemorate the gallant conduct of 

CAPTAIN ROBERT FAULKNOR, 

Who on the 5th of January, 1795, in the 32d year 
Of his age, 

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And in the moment of Victory, 

Was killed on board the Blanche frigate. 

While engaging La-Pique, a French frigate of 

Very superior force. 

The circumstances of determined bravery. 

That distinguished this Action, 

Which lasted five hours. 

Deserve to be recorded. 

Captain FauJknor having observed the great 

Superiority of the Enemy, 

' And having lost most of his Masts and Rigging, 

Watched an opportunity of the Bow-sprit of 

The La-Pique comming athwart the Blanche, 

And with his own hands lashed it to the Capstern, 

And thus converted the whole Stern of the Blanchfy 

Into one battery ; 

But unfortunately soon after this bold and daring 

MancEu\Te, 

He was shot through the heart. 



NATIONAL TO 

GEORGE N. HARBINGE, Esq. 

Captain of the St, Fioi^enza, 36 Guns, 1 86 Men, 

Who attacked on three successive days 

The La-Pitdmontise, 50 Guns, 566 Men, 

And fell near Ceylon, in the path to 

Victory, 

ath March, 1808, aged 28 years. 



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MAJOR-GENERAL THOMAS DUNDAS, 

Died, June Sd, 1794, aged 44 years. 

The best tribute to whose merit and public services. 

Will be found in the following Vote 

Of the House of Commons, 

For the erection of this memorial. 

5th June, 1795, 

Nemine Contradicente, 

That an humble Address be presented to 

His Majesty, 

That he will be graciously pleased to give directions, 

That a Monument be erected 

In the Cathedral Church, 

Of Saint Paul, London, 

To the Memory of 

Major -General Dundas, 

As a testimony of the grateful sense, 

Entertained by this House of the eminent services 

Which he rendered to his Country, 

Particularly in the reduction of 

The French West India Islands. 



ERECTED BY THE NATION TO 

MAJOR-GENERAL ROBERT CRAWFORD, 

And 
MAJOR-GENERAL HENRY MACKINNON, 

Wlio fell at Cuidad Rodrigo, 
January 18th, 1812. 



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Erected at the Public expense^ 

TO THE MEMORY OF 

GEORGE BLAGDON WESTCOTT, 

Captain of the Majestic ; 

Who after 33 years of meritorious service. 

Fell gloriously 

In the Victory obtained over the French Fleet 

Off Ahoukir, 

The first day of August, in the year 1798, 

In the 46th year of his age. 



Erected at the Public expense, 

TO THE MEMORY OF 

ADMIRAL, EARL HOWE, 

In testimony of the general sense. 

Of his great and meritorious services in the course 

Of a long and distinguished life, 

And in particular for 

The benefit derived to his country, 

By the brilliant Victory which he obtained over 

The French Fleet off Ushant, 1794. 

He was born, 19th March, 1726, 

And died, August 5, 1799, 

la his 74th year. 



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THE SERVICES AND DEATH 

Of Two Valiant and distinguished Officers, 

JAMES ROBERT MOSSE, 

Captain of the Monarch, 

AND 

EDWARD RIOU, 

Of the Amazon ; 

Who fell in the attack upon Copenhagen, 

Conducted by Lord Nelson, 

2nd April, 1801, 

Are commemorated by this Monument, 

Erected at the National expense. 



JAMES ROBERT MOSSE, 

Was born in 1746 ; 

He served as Lieutenant several years under 

Lord Howe, 

And was promoted to the rank 

Of Post Captain, in 1790. 



TO EDWARD RIOU, 

WTio was born in 1762 ; 

An extraordinary occasion was presented 

In the early part of his service. 

To signalize his intrepidity and presence of mind,. 



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Which were combined with the most anxious 

Solicitude for the lives of those under his command, 

And a magnanimous disregard of his own. 

When his Ship the Guardian, 

Struck upon an Island of Ice, 

In December, 1789, 

And afforded no prospect but that of immediate 

Destruction to those on board. 

Lieut. Riou encouraged all who desired to take 

Their chance of preserving themselves in the boats, 

To consult their safety ; 

But judging it contrary to his own duty 

To desert the vessel. 

He neither gave himself up to despair. 

Nor relaxed his exertions ; 

Whereby after Ten weeks of the most perilous 

Navigation, 

He succeeded in bringing his disabled Ship into Port, 

Receiving this high reward 

Of Fortitude and Perseverance, 

From the divine Providence 
On whose protection he relied. 



NATIONAL MONUMENT TO 

MAJOR-GENERAL J. R. MACKENZIE, 

AND 

BRIGADIER-GENERAL R. LANGWORTH, 

Who fell at Talavera, 
July 26th, 1809. 



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Erected at the Public expense, 

TO THE MEMORY OF 

Lieut, -Genei^al 
SIR RALPH ABERCROMBY, K. B- 

Commander -in- Ch ief 

Of an expedition directed against 

The French in Egypt ; 

Who having surmounted with consummate abilhy 

And Valour, 

The obstacles opposed to his landing, 

By local difficulties, and a powerful and well prepared 

Enemy, 

And having successfully established. 

And maintained the successive positions 

Necessary for conducting bis further operations. 

Resisted, with signal advantage, 

A desperate attack of chosen and Veteran troops. 

On the 21st of March, 1801, 

When he received in the engagement a mortal wound ; 

But remained in the Field, 

Guiding by his direction, and animating by 

His presence. 

The brave Troops under his command, 

Until they had achieved the brilliant and important 

Victory, 

Obtained on that memorable day. 

The former Actions of a long life spent in the service 

Of his country. 

And thus gloriously terminated. 



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Weie distinguished by the same Military skill. 

And by equal zeal for the Public service. 

Particularly during the campaigns in the Netherlands^ 

In 1793, and 94 ; 

In the West Indies, in 1796, and 97 ; 

And in Holland, 1799, 

In the last of which the distinguished 

Gallantry and ability 

With which he effected his landing 

On the Dutch coast. 

Established his positions in the face 

Of a powerful Enemy, 

And secured the Command of the principal Fort, 

And Arsenal of the Dutch Republic, 

Were acknowledged and honored by the Thanks 

Of both Houses of Parliament. 

Sir Ralph Ahercromhy expired on board the 

Foudroyant, the 28th of March, 1801, 

In his 66th year. 



SACRED TO THE MEMORY OF 

Lieutenant-General 

SIR JOHN MOORE, K. B. 

Who was born at Glasgow, in the year 1761, 

He fought for his country 

In America, in Corsica, in the West Indies, 

In Holland, Egypt, and Spain : 

And on the 16th of January, 1809, 

Was slain by a cannon-ball. 

At Corunna. 



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Erected at the Public expense , 

TO THE MEMORY OF 

CUTHBERT, LORD COLLINGWOOD, 

Who died in the Command 

Of the Fleet in the Mediterranean, on board 

The Vilk de Paris, 

7th of March, 1810, in the 61st year of his age. 

Wherever he served he was distinguished. 

For conduct, skill, and courage. 

Particularly in the action with the French fleet, 

1st June, 1794, 

As Captain of the Barjieur. 

In the action with the Spanish fleet, 

14th February, 1797, 

As Captain of the Excellent ; 

But most conspicuously in the decisive Victory 

Oft' Cape-Trafalgar, 

Obtained over the combined fleets 

Of France and Spain, 

To which he eminently contributed as 

Vice- Admiral of the Blue, 

Commanding the lar-board division, 

21st October, 1805. 



Erected at the Public expense, 

TO THE MEMORY OF 

MAJOR-GENERAL HOGHTON, 

Who fell gloriously, 16th May, 1811, at Albuera. 
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Erected at the Public < 

TO THE MEMORY OF 

Lieutenant-Colonel 

SIR WILLIAM MYERS, Bart. 

Who fell gloriously in the Battle of Albuera, 

May 16, 1811, aged 27 years. 

His illustrious Commander the Duke of Wellington^ 

Bore this honorable testimony 

To his services and abilities 

In a Letter to Ladi/ Myers, written from Elvas, 

May 20, 1811. 

" It will be some satisfaction for you to know that 
your Son fell in the Action, in which, if possible, the 
British troops surpassed all their former deeds, and at 
the head of the Fusiker Brigade, to which a great 
part of the final success of the day, was to be attri- 
buted. As an Officer he had already been highly dis- 
tinguished, and if Providence had prolonged his life, 
he promised to become one of the brightest ornaments 
to his profession, and an honor to his country." 



Erected at the Public expense, 

TO THE MEMORY OF 

MAJOR-GENERAL SIR ISAAC BROCK, 

Who gloriously fell. 
On the 13th of October, 1812, 

In resisting an attack on 
Queenstoivuy in Upper Canada. 



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Erected at the Public expense ^ 

TO THE MEMORY OF 

' Major-General 

JOHN GASPARD LE-MARCHANT, 

Who gloriously fell in 
The Battle of 

SALAMANCA. 



HERE LIETH 

SIR CHRISTOPHER WREN, Knight, 

The Builder of this Cathedral Church 

OfSf. Paul, 

Who died in the \ear of Our Lord 

M,D.CCXXIir, 

And of his age XCI. 

The Tomb of Sir C. Wren, in the South Aisle of 

the crypt, is supposed to mark the spot where 

the High Altar formerly stood. 



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IN ST. PAUL'S CHURCH-YARD. 



IN MEMORY OF 

BENJAMIN BROOKSON, 

Who was drowned near Kew-bridge, 
July 7, 1816. 

Reader beneath this tributary stone. 
The ashes of a youthful victim lie, 

Whose early years with virtuous lustre shone. 
Whose fate recalls the sympathetic sigh. 

He sought, oppress'd by summer's sultry 
sun. 
The grateful coolness of the chrystal wave ; 
And found where Richmond's rapid currents 
run. 
On Thames' deceitful shore a wat'ry grave. 

Confiding in that Providence above. 

Which guides the course of man's myste- 
rious doom ; 
O'erwhelm'd with grief, a sorrowing father's 
love. 
Has rais'd this unadoni'd and humble stone. 



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M tj&e ^uiHr^JgaU, in tf^c Citj) of Honiron* 



TO HORATIO, VISCOUNT NELSON, 

Vice-Admiral of the White, 
And Knight of the most honorable order of the Bath. 

A man amongst the few, who appear 

At different periods to have been created. 

To promote the grandeur. 

And add to the security of nations. 

Inciting by their high example, their fellow mortals, 

Through all succeeding times, to pursue 

The course that leads to the exaltation of our 

Imperfect nature. 

Providence that implanted in Nelsons breast. 

An ardent passion for deserved renown. 

Had bounteously endowed him. 

With the trauscendant talents, necessary to the 

Great purpose he was destined to accomplish. 

At an early period of his life. 

He entered into the Naval services of his Country, 

And early were the instances. 

Which marked the fearless nature. 

And daring enterprize of his character. 



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Uniting to the loftiest spirit. 

And the justest title to self-confidence, 

A strict and humble obedience. 

To the Sovereign rule of Discipline and Subordination. 

Rising by due gradation to Command, 

He infused into the bosoms of those he led. 

The valorous ardour and enthusiastic zeal for 

The service of his King and Country, 

Which animated his own. 

And while he acquired the love of all. 

By the sweetness and moderation of his temper. 

He inspired universal confidence. 

In the never-failing resources of his capacious mind. 

It will be for History to relate. 

The many great exploits through which 

Solicitous of peril, and regardless of wounds. 

He became the glory of his Profession. 

But it belongs to this brief record 

Of his illustrious career, to say that he commanded 

And conquered at the Battles of 

The ISih and Copenhagen ; 

Victories never before equalled. 

Yet afterwards surpassed by his own last achievement. 

The Battle of Trafalgar, 

Fought on the 21st day of October, 1805. 

On that day before the conclusion of the Action, 

He fell mortally wounded, 

But the sources of Hfe and sense failed not. 

Until it was made known to him 

That the destruction of the Enemy being completed. 

The glory of his Country, and his own, 

Had attained their summit ; 



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Then laying his hand on his brave heart. 

With a look of exalted resignation to the will of the 

Supreme Disposer of the fate of men and natioas. 

He expired. 

The Lord Mayor, Aldeinnen, and Common Council 
of the City oi Loiidon, have caused this monument to 
be erected, not in the presumptuous hope of sustaining 
the departed Hero's memory ; but to manifest their 
estimation of the man, and their admiration of his 
deeds. This testimony of their gratitude they trust 
will remain, as long as their own renowned City shall 
exist. 

The period to Nelson's fame can only he the €3id 
of time. 



ON GEORGE STEVENS, Esq, 

Who died in the 64th year of his age, 1800, 

Peace to these rehques once the bright attire, 
Of spirit sparkling with no common fire ! 
How oft has pleasure in the social hour, 
Smil'd at his wit's exhilarating power 1 



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And truth attested with delight intense. 
The serious charms of his colloquial sense^ 
His talents varying as the diamond's ray. 
Could strike the grave or fascinate the gay. 

His critic labours of unwearied force. 
Collected hght from every distant source ; 
Want with such true beneficence he cheer'd,- 
AU that his bounty gave his zeal endear'd. 

Learning as vast as mental pow'r could seize. 
In sport displaying and with graceful ease ; 
Lightly the path of chequer'd life he trod. 
Careless of chance confiding; in his God ! 



JOSEPH FINDER PORTER, 

Biedy 1806, 
Aged 16 years. 

Ah 1 how uncertain are the days of men. 
Certain to die, and yet uncertain when ; 
An instance here you have before your eyes. 
How soon the healthiest man's cut down and dies ; 
At morn I was in health, the same at noon. 
But ere the night was gone my glass was run. 



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^imt^omc ari6ttt(1&^¥artr. 



ON MRS. CHARLOTTE GARBUTT, 

Who died in 1812, aged 26 years. 

Why start ! the case is yours, or will be soon. 
Some years perhaps, perhaps another moon ; 
Life in its utmost span is but a breath, 
And those who longest sleep, must wake in death. 



IN MEMORY OF 

THOMAS CLARE, 

Who was drowned at Seaford, 

September 7th, 1809, aged 46. 

How melancholy was the news. 

To those I lov'd so dear ; 

To hear my precious life was gone, 

Assistance none was near. 

Forbear your tears my children dear. 

My wife your grief refrain ; 

For tho' I'm absent from you here. 

We soon shall meet again, 

H 



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ON THOMAS JONES:, 

Aged oQ, died, 1813. 

A pale consumption gave the fatal blow. 
The stroke was certain but th' eiFect was slow. 
With lingering pain, death saw him sore oppress'd.. 
Pitied his sighs and Idndly gave him rest. 



ON FRANCES JOHNSON, 
Who died in good health without a moment' & warning. 

The voice of this alarming scene. 

May every heart obey ; 
Nor be the heav'nly warning vain. 

That call& to watch and pray 1 



ON SUSANNAH BUCKLER, 

Aged 62. 

No trust in self, on firmer ground she stood^ 
Her hope was founded on a Saviour's blood; 
A sinner sav'd who in death's trymg hour. 
Did cast her soul, on Jesus' love and pow'r. 
And now with myriads of the ransom'd race. 
Ascribes her bliss to free and sov'reign grace ; 
As such her happy lot, then why complain. 
My loss, tho' great, is her eternal gain» 



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In the Borough of Southwark. 

FROM AN ANCIENT MONUMENT. 

Like to the damask rose you see. 
Or like the blossom on the tree ; 
Or like the dainty flow'r of May, 
Or like the morning of the day. 
Or like the sun, or like the shade, 
Or like the gourd which Jonah made ; 
Ev'n so is man whose thread is spun. 
Drawn out and cut, and so is done. 
The rose withers, the l!)lossom blasteth. 
The flow'rs fade, the morning hasteth ; 
The sun sets, the shadow flies, 
The gourd consumes, and man he dies. 



SACRED TO THE MEMORY OF THE 

REV. WILLIAM WENKWORTH, 

Late Chaplain of this Parish, 

Pious without ostentation. 

Zealous with discretion. 

Active in the cause of distress. 

Humble and laborious. 

In the ministry of the word, 

He fell asleep in Jesus, a debtor to grace, 

August 22, 1804, in his 54th year. 



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THOMAS SWAIN, 
Died, 22d May, 1112, aged 60, 

SARAH his Relict, 

Died, June 29th, aged 74 ; 

Also, their Grandson, 

Died, 1784, aged 3 Months. 

Here kindred ashes blend, a matron worn 
With length of years ; a grandson lately born ; 
To one to share the toils of life was given. 
And one just past us on his way to Heav'n. 
Both the same lesson learned, the one was taught 
By long experience, that this world has nought ; 
But bitter draughts, and one when given to taste, 
Sipp'd like its Saviour and refused the rest ; 
We both were pilgrims and far off from home. 
And far remov'd we trust from ills to come. 



EDWARD ROBINSON BREWER, 

Ob. 20th July, 1652, 

And his Two Sons, Edward and Richard. 

The grave stone is thus inscribed : — 

Underneath this stone lie three, 

Join'd by consanguinity ; 

The father he did lead the way, 

(His sons made haste, death could not stay,) 



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The eldest son the next did go, 

The younger might in vain say. No ; 

But as they all received their breath. 

So did they soon resign to death ; 

For to enjoy that heav'nly rest, 

Which is ordain'd for those who are blest. 



In the Cross- Aisle y 

A monument of marble and other stone, at the 
north end of this aisle, adorned with columns, entab- 
lature, and arched piedment of the Ionic order; also 
the figure of the deceased, habited in a gown lined 
with fur and cumbent, his head reposing on the 
palm of his right hand, in the left a book, also a 
cherub. 

Here Lockyer lies interr'd, enough his name 
Speaks, one hath few competitors in fame ; 
A name so great, so general it may scorn 
Inscriptions which do vulgar tombs adorn ! 
A diminution 'tis to write in verse 
His eulogies which most men's mouths rehearse ; 
His virtues and his pills are so well known. 
That envy can't contine them under stone ; 
But they'll survive his dust, and not expire 
Till all things else at the universal tire. 
This verse is lost, his pills embalm him safe 
To future times without an epitaph. 

Deceased, April 26, A. D. 1672, aged 72. 



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A MONUMENT 

On the west Wall of the south stern of the Cross- Aisle. 

Inscribed : — 

Moniimentum viri justi. 

IN MEMORY OF 

JOHN SYMONS, 
Citizen and White Baker, London ; 

Who departed this life, the 10th of August, 1025, 

And was a good benefactor unto this parish, who 
gave to the poor £8. per annum for ever, to be 
distributed on the feast-day of St. Thomas, before 
Christmas, and unto St. George's parish Southwark, 
the sum of £10. per annum for ever ; and unto the 
parish of St. Mary's, Newington in Surry, the sum 
£5. per annum for ever. These sums to come unto' 
the parishes, after the decease of his father Samuel 
Symons, who yet liveth, in the year 1631. 

His flesh interr d here once contain'd a spirit. 
Who by God's mercy and a Saviour's merit. 
Departed in that constant hope of trust, 
^o reign eternally among the just; 
To live and die well, was his whole endeavour^ 
And ia assurance died to live for ever. 



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Here were also hurled 

THOMAS YOUNG, CLARENCEX 

King at Arms ; 

WILLIAM, LORD SEALES; 

WILLIAM, EARL WARREN; 

JOHN BUCKLAND GLOVER ; 

1635. 

With this Epitaph : — 

Not twice ten years of age, a weary breath 
Have I exchaiig'd for a happy death ; 
My course so short, the longer is iny rest, 
God takes them soonest, whom he loveth best ; 
For he that's born to-day and dies to-morrow, 
Loseth some time of rest, but more of sorrow. 



ON A STONE 

In the New Chapel, under tlie Grocer" s- Arms. 

Garret some call'd him, but that wa» too high. 
His name is Garrard who now here doth lie ; 
He in his youth was toss'd by many a wave, 
But now at port arrived, rests in his grave. 

The Church he did frequent while he had breathy 
And wish'd to lie therein after his death ; 
Weep not for him, since he is gone before 
To Heav'n, where grocers there are many morco 



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HERE ALSO, 

011 the 28th of November, 1807, 
Was buried 

ABRAHAM NEWLAND, Esq. 

Fifty years the faithful and diUgeiit Cashier to the 
Bank of England, 



ON CAPTAIN RANDLE FOREMAN, 

Who died, 1st April, 1818, 

Aged 62 years. 

This life's a voyage, the world's a sea^^ 
Where men are strangely toss'd about : 
Heaven's our port, steer thou that way^ 
There thou shalt anchor safe no doubt. 



ON TWO BABES. 

Sleep lovely babes and take your rest, 
God calls them first, that he loves best. 



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ON MARY SNELL, 

Aged 16. 

Consumption like, with rapid pow'r, 

Hath nipt the hud of this most beauteous flo\\'r ; 

We've lost thee— 'tis the will of Him who gave, 

To lav thy sorrows in the silent grave. 

To waft thy virtuous soul to realms above, 

"Where all is happiness, and all is love ; 

Through thy Redeemer's love, to bear thee hence. 

Thy patient sufferings there to recompense. 

Let it be ours to own the hand of God, 

And humbly bend, beneath his chast'ning rod ; 

That when Christ calls us, we may joyful rise. 

And meet to part no more beyond the skies. 



MARTHA FARMER, 

Died, 1780; aged 16. 

A soul prepar d needs no delay. 
The summons comes, tlie saints obey ; 
Swift was her flight and short the road. 
She clos'd her eyes, and saw her God. 



A virtuous careful and industrious wife. 
Each duty fiU'd thro' every stage of life ; 
Attend ye females of the rising race. 
Her virtues copy, and her footsteps trace. 



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TO THE MEMORY OF 

MR. DAVID WIGHTMAN, 

Formerly of Cumberland, near Carlisle ; hut late of 
Artillery-Street, Bermondsey; 

Who died, 11th January, 1814; aged 28. 

His death was occasioned by a Cut in his Thumb. 

Stop traveller and drop a tear. 
My time is gone, and yours draws near ; 
Oh my dear friends ! prepare in time. 
For I was called in my prime. 

In love he liv'd, in peace he died. 
His life was crav'd but God denied. 

Go home dear wife and children dear^ 
I must lie here till Christ appear ; 
And if you will from grief refrain, 
I hope in Christ we'll meet again. 

Also of 

MARGARET WIGHTMAN, 

Sister of the above, 
Who died, 22d September, 1811 ; aged 21 years. 



ON AN INFANT. 

Weep not my friend's since God all good and wise^ 
Hath pleas'd to take me spotless to the skies. 



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TO THE MEMORY OF 

MR. JAMES BLACK, 

Oil and Colour Man, 

Aged 31 ; 

ELIZABETH, his WIFE, 

Aged 25 ; 

MARIA, THEIR DAUGHTER, 

Aged 3 1/ears and 5 months ; 

Who were unfortunately suffocated in the dreadful 

tire, at their house, No. 1-50, Bermondsey- 

Street, June 23, 1817. 

Also of 

EMILY, THEIR INFANT DAUGHTER, 

Agedl months ; 

Who died, 5th July, following, in consequence of the 
above calamitous event. 

Stay passenger, oh stay ! and drop a tear. 
For the awful doom of those that moulder here. 
Sad proof alas ! how quickly fate destroys, 
The airy fabric of our earthly joys ; 
And while you tread so near the hallow'd spot, 
Retlect how soon the grave may be your lot ; 
A lesson from their destiny receive, 
And be prepared, — 'tis but to justly live. 



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IN MEMORY OF 

SERJEANT MONRO, 

Who fell in the Battle of Waterloo, 

June 18, 1815 ; aged 21 years. 

Thy morning flow'r has dropt its drooping head. 
And thou art numbered now among the dead ; 
Rest precious dust, till heav'n thy worth reveal. 
Thy judge will publish, what thy friends conceal. 



ON JANE ROY, 
Aged 15 months. 

liarly remov'd from bleak misfortunes pow'r. 
Secure from storms, here rests a tender flow'r ; 
Sleep on sweet babe, high heav'n's all gracious king. 
Hath to eternal summer chang'd thy spring. 



ANN MONDAY, 
Died, 2d December, 1812 ; aged 29 years. 

My flesh shall slumber in the ground. 
Till the last trumpet's joyful sound ; 
Then burst the chains with sweet surprize. 
And in my Saviour's image rise, 



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IN MEMORY OF 

MRS. CATHARINE HENBEST, 
t)ied, 25th July, 1794 ; aged 72 years. 

Blame not this monumental stone we raise, 
'Tis to the Saviour, not the sinner's praise ; 
Sin was the whole that she could call her own. 
Her good was all deriv'd from Him alone. 
To sin, her conflicts, pains and griefs she ow'd. 
Her conquering faith and patience he bestow'd ; 
Reader may thou obtain, like precious faith. 
To smile in anguish and rejoice in death. 

Also of 

JOHN HENBEST, 
Ditd, 5th March, 1803; aged 1 A. 

They died in Jesus' and are blest. 

How soft their slumbers are, 
From suff 'ring and from sin releas'd, 

And freed from every snare. 
Far from this world of toil and strife, 

They're present with the Lord, 
The labours of their mortal life 

End in a large reward. 



ON MR. FINDLAY, and FAMILY. 

/To record their virtues here, would be a vain attempt, 
But know, oh reader ! they are registered elsewhere. 



02 

JOHN SEEX, 
Died, 1818 ; aged 38 years. 

Here Heth waiting for immortal life. 

The tender husband of a loving wife ; 

Good was his heart, and in his friendship sound. 

Patient in pain, and lov'd by all around ; 

His pains are o'er, his grief for ever done, 

A life of everlasting joy, he's now begun. 



IN MEMORY OF 

MR. CHARLES RICHARD, 
Biedy 2()th May, 1809 ; agtd 50. 

How lov'd, how valu'd once, avails thee not^ 
To whom related, or by v/hom begot ; 
A lump of dust, alone remains of thee, 
^Tis all thou art, or all the proud shall be. 

Pope, 



ON AN INFANT. 

Dear prattling child to all our hearts most dear, 
Long shall we bathe thy memory with a tear ; 
Farewell ! too promising on earth to dwell. 
Sweetest of fondUngs, best of babes farewell. 



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IN MEMORY Of 

MRS, MARGARET SHAW, 
Died, 5th May, 1816 ; aged 53- 

Think of her fate, revere the heav'niy hand. 

That led her hence, at length by steps so slow ; 

Long at her couch, death took his patient stand. 
And menaced oft, and oft with-held the blow. 



MRS. ELIZA ROBERTS, 
Died, 1796 ; aged 51 years. 

My dear Redeemer is above. 
Him I am gone to see, 
And all my friends in Christ beloM", 
Shall soon come after me. 



JOHN MAYHEW, 

Aged 28 years; died, 1818. 

A pleasing mind, a just and generous heart, 
A good companion, honest without art ; 
Just in his dealings, faithful to his friend., 
Belov'd thro' life, lamented in his end. 



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IN MEMORY OF 

MR. JOHN YATES, 
3ied, 20th July, 1807 ; aged 32 years. 

Taught by affliction, in his vig'rous youth. 
To quit dark error for enlighten'd truth ; 
His chasten'd spirit meekly kiss'd the rod. 
And fled with pious hope to meet his God. 



MRS. ELIZABETH JORDAN, 

Died, Zlst January, 1781 ; aged 69. 

She was an affectionate wife, a kind companion^ 

And a faithful friend, her liberal hand 

Aided by her benevolent heart. 

Was ever ready to comfort the distressed. 

And ease the sorrows of pining want. 

Which gained her the esteem of all who knew her. 



MRS. ANN, Wife of CAPTAIN SAMSON, 
Died, March 15, 1802; aged 42 years. 

Faithfulness, virtue and modesty. 

Are the noblest ornaments of a wife. 

In commemoration of which this stone was 

Erected by him who lives to lament his loss, 



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^ttpmvi <j!ri&ttrr8s=¥atlr* 



At the East end of the Church, on the outside, is a 

spacious marble monument against the wall, 

adorned with a cherub, urn volutas, palm, 

branches, and the arms namely : Five 

paly of six or, and azureo on a 

bend sable three mullets, of 

the first impaled with azure 

and amulet, and fish, 

between two bends 

2vavi/ argent. 

With the following Inscription : — 

Here lies interred the body of 

DAME REBECCA BERRY, 

The Wife of TJiomas Ellon, of Stratford-how, gent. 

Who departed this life, April 26, 1696 ; 

Aged 52 years. 

Come ladies, you that would appear 
Like angels fair, come dress you here ; 
Come dress you at this marble stone. 
And make that humble grace your own, 
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Which once adorn'd as fair a mind. 

As ere yet lodg'd in woman kind. 

So she was dress'd, whose humble life 

Was free from pride, was free from strife ; 

Free from all envious brawls and scars. 

Of human life, the civil wars ; 

These ne'er disturb'd her peaceful mind, 

Which still was gentle, still was kind. 

Her very looks, her garb, her mein, 

Disctos'd the humble soul within ; 

Trace her thro' every scene of life. 

View her as virgin, widow, wife ; 

Still the same humble she appears. 

The same in youth, the same in years ; 

The same in low — in high estate, 

Ne'er vext with this, ne'er mov'd with that. 

Go ladies now, and if you'd be "J 

As fair, as great, as good as she, > 

Go learn of her humility. 3 

Mi\ Lysons has inserted a note on this Coat of 
Arms, which I shall insert, " This Coat of Arms, 
which exactly corresponds with that borne by Ven- 
tris of Cambridgeshire^ (as described in the visitation 
of that County, at the Herald's College, C,XI. p. 23.) 
has given rise to a tradition that Lady Berry was the 
Heroine of a popular ballad, called The Cruel Knight 
or Fortunate Farmer's Daughter ^ 

The story of which is briefly this : — 

A Knight passing by a cottage, hears the cries of 
a woman in labour, his knowledge in the occult 
science, informs him, that the child then born was 
destined to be his wife ; his endeavours to elude the 
decrees of fate, and avoid so ignoble an alliance, by 



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various attempts to destroy the child, are defeated. 
At length when grown to woman's state, he takes 
her to the sea side, intending to drown her, but re- 
lents ; at the same time throwing a ring into the sea, 
he commands her never to see his face again, on pain 
of instant death, unless she can produce that ring. 
She afterwards becomes a cook, and finds the ring in 
a-cod fish, as she is dressing it for dinner. — ^The 
marriage takes place of course. 



IN MEMORY OF 

MISS MARY HODGON, 

Late of King ston-iip on- Hull f 
\Vho died, 10th November, 1813 ; aged 18 years. 

The wintry blast of death kills not the buds of virtue. 
No they spread 
Beneath the heavenly beams of brighter suns. 
Through endless ages into higher powers. 



ON AN INFANT. 

Once lovely and dearly belov'd. 
This grave doth an infant enclose. 

Whose spirit we trust is remov'd. 
From pain to eternal repose. 



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Under a stone. South from the Church, was interred 
the Pilgrim, as he was commonly called. 

It had this Inscription : — 

Here remains all that was mortal of 

MR. ROGER CRABB, 

Who entered into eternity, the 11th September, 1680 ; 

Aged 60. 

Tread gently, reader, near the dust. 

Committed to this tomb-stone's trust ; 

For while 'twas flesh it held a guest. 

With universal love possess't, 

A soul that stunn'd opinions try'd. 

Did over sects in triumph ride. 

Yet separate from the giddy crowd. 

And paths tradition had allow'd ; 

Through good and ill report he past, 

Oft censur'd, yet approv'd at last ; 

Would'st thou his religion know. 

In brief 'twas this : to all to do. 

Just as he would be done unto. 

So in kind nature's laws he stood, 

A temple undefil'd with blood, 

A friend to every thing was good. 

The rest, angels alone can fitly tell. 

Haste then to them and him, and so iarewelL 



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TO THE MEMORY OF 

The following persons, who all suffered in a 

conflagration, on one day, and one 

hour, at the Three Cranes, Mile-end 

Road, the 3d of June, 1803. 

MRS. BARBARA FORD, 

Aged 11 years; 

MR. JOSEPH WILLIAMS, 

Aged 42 years ; 

MARY his WIFE, and DAUGHTER of the above. 

MRS. BARBARA FORD, 

Aged 39 years ; 

ESTHER WILLIAMS, 

Aged 13 years ; 

JOSEPH WILLIAMS, 
Aged 9 years ; 

AND 

RICHARD WILLIAMS, 

Aged 7 years ; 

Children of the aforesaid 

JOSEPH and MARY WILLIAMS. 

Tremendous God, thy sov'reign power, 
Consum'd to atoms in an hour ; 
Nor spar'd a father, mother, or a son, 
Nor any to relate, how it begun ; 
Yet we must own that thou art just, 
And we are wretched sinful dust. 



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IN MEMORY OF 



JOSEPH PARKER, 

Of Ratcliff, 

Died, 10th May, 1816 ; aged 32 years, 
And of his Infant Son. 

Reckless of worth, and time, and place. 

Meridian strength and infant bloom. 
Death snatches from our fond embrace. 

And plunges in the darksome tomb. 
Affection o'er the sacred shrine. 

Indulges oft her deep drawn sighs. 
But soothing hope, with voice divine 

Whispers of realms beyond the skies. 



TO THE MEMORY OF 

MRS. ISABELA BROWNING, 

Who died, October 19, 1783 ; aged 50 years. 

Reader ! 

If contemplation leads thee in this mournful path. 

Thou wilt not refuse a sigh, in memory of her 

Who was one of the loveliest of her sex ; 

She was no less conspicuous 

For her tender and sincere affections as a wife. 

Than for her fondness and strict attention 

To the education of her children. 

As a mother she died regretted by all her friends. 

But her loss was most severely felt 

By her disconsolate family. 



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IN MEMORY OF 

MARY ROBINSON, 

Who died, October 13, 1814 ; Aged 40 years. 

Long lingering on the borders of the grave, 
From which no skill on earth h^id power to save. 
In racking pains, I spent my daily breath, 
But found no refuge, till reliev'd by death. 



ON ELIZABETH OLEISON CLARK, 

An Infant. 

Ere sin could blight or sorrow fade. 

Death came with friendly care ; 
Convey'd to Heav'n the earthly bud. 
And bade it blossom there. 



IN MEMORY OF 

ROBERT OLDFRED, 

Marine7% 

Died, 26th December, 1816 ; aged 45. 

From toils and troubles on the main. 

Death kindly set me free ; 
That now O God, I may obtain 

Eternal life from thee. 



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TO THE MEMORY OF 

COWIN DUNCAN CHAMBERS, 

Master Mariner, 

Who died, March 20, 1815 ; aged 41 year??, 

God and religion did his hours employ. 
Goodness his choice, and charity his joy ; 
Cheerful thro' life, in every healthful scene. 
In sickness patient, and in death serene. 
Translated hence to God, thro' Christ approv'd. 
We hope to triumph in that world above. 



ADMIRAL SIR JOHN LEAK, 

Who was Commander-in-Chief of her late Majesty 
Queen Anne's fleet, died, 21st August, 1720, aged 
64 years, and was interred in this Church- yard. 



IN MEMORY OF 

LUKE FLEMING, 
Who died, February 16, 1804; aged 33. 

How strangely fond of life, poor mortals be. 

Who that should see this bed, would change with me; 

Yet gentle reader, tell me which is best, 

The toilsome journey, or the traveller's rest. 



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III Stepney Church, on the south side of the Chancel : 

Hereunder was laid up, the body of 

THOMAS SPERT, Knt. 

Sometime comptroller of the Navy to King Henry 
VHI. and both the first founder and master of the 
worthy Society or Corporation of Trinity -House. 
He lived ennobled by his own worth, and died, the 
8th September, 1541 ; to whose pious memory the 
said Corporation have gratefully erected this me- 
morial. 

Not that he needed monument of stone. 
For his well-gotten fame to rest upon ; 
But this was rear'd to testify that he 
Lives in their loves, that yet surviving be. 
For unto virtue, who first rais'd his name. 
He left the preservation of the same ; 
And to posterity remain it shall. 
When brass and marble monuments do fall ; 
Learn for to die, while thou hast breath. 
So shalt thou live after thy death. 



$11 S)»Ungton i3l8urc5=¥artr. 



IN MEMORY OF 

JOHN AND MARY BLOUNT. 

Here sleep within the grave's contracted span, ^ 
Let those lay claim to higher praise who i 
A blameless woman, and an upright man. 



I span, "1 
) can, > 
n. ) 



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IN MEMORY OF 

MR. JOHN THOMAS PRICE, 
Died, 26th February, 1817 ; aged 28 years. 

Lamented Price, death's zealous dart 

O'ertook thee, ere thy race half run ; 
Death pierc'd in thee, the noblest heart, 

Tho' deathless science claim'd her son. 
Too good for aught beneath the skies. 

Too great for life's contracted sphere ; 
Thou art gone to gladden angels' eyes. 

But leav'st thy friends to mourn thee here. 



Here stop, my friend ! these humble lines peruse. 
The artless product of a rustic muse : 
Canst thou look round, and yet forbear to weepi 
Where swells *' the earth in many a mouldering 

heap ?" 
Canst thou unmoved the solemn scene survey. 
Or walk unthinking o'er thy kindred clay X 



IN MEMORY OF 

MRS. ANN NICHOLAS, 

Who died, February 18, 1776 ; aged 36. 

Reader I Seek not on this perishable stone. 

An eulogium of her many virtues. 

They are far more indelibly engraven on the hearts 

Of her surviving parents. 

Her afflicted husband, her infant children, 

And sympathizing friendsa 



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READER, — 

Near this stone lieth the mortal remains of 

MR. ROBERT SUTTON, 

Who died, 

April 23, 1813. 

A sinner by nature and a transgressor by practice, 

Saved (if saved from the justice of Godj, 

By that grace alone. 

Which flows through the righteous atonement 

And mediation of Jesus Christ our Lord ; 

Seek it reader, seek that blessing. 

And death will be your eternal gain. 



IN MEMORY OF 

MR. SAMUEL JONES, 
Of Hereford, 

TRAVELLER; 

Died, 27th August, 1795 ; aged 58. 

Sweet solitude, when life's gay hours are past. 
Where ere we rove, we fix in thee at last ; 
Toss'd thro' tempestuous seas, the voyage o'er. 
Pale we look back, and bless the happy shore. 



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IN MEMORY OF 

MR. HUGH FAIRNEY, 

Died, July 6, 1807 ; aged 51 years. 

Alas ! he's gone, and here his ashes rest, 
A man whose virtues made him truly blest. 
Stay passenger, and heave the gentle sigh. 
To think that worth so great, alas ! must die. 

Ye chosen few of soft-ey'd pity's train. 
Whose hearts re-echo to each plaintive strain ; 
Mourn, mourn ! for him, whose life we could not 

save, 
And drop a tear of sorrow on his grave. 



ON A BABE. 

Oh sweetest child ! for Heav'nly joys design'd. 
Not left to know the troubles of mankind ; 
Tho' human frailty makes thy parents weep. 
Yet thou in innocence, dost sweetly sleep ; 
Thy soul to Paradise is softly tied. 
There to await, till Christ shall raise the dead ; 
Then to Heav'n, he will thy soul translate. 
All joys to know at once, would be two great. 



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IN MEMORY OF 

MRS. MARGARET FOOT, 
Who died, 3lst August, 1793 ; aged 43. 

Not words alone shall strive her name to raise. 
For virtuous actions will attest her praise ; 
Her charity and friendship, both combin'd. 
To raise esteem, and elevate her mind ; 
Death's conquering arm, alas ! has put an end. 
Both to the generous patron and the friend : 
And now above, amoni; the happy blest, 
She dwells in peace and everlasting rest. 



ON M. C. 

Departed spirit be thy purpose this, 

From earth reclaimed, to Heav'n thy native sphere. 
To feel thro' countless ages, equal bliss. 

Thy presence gave to those, who lov'd thee dear. 



ELIZA STONE, 
Aged 6 years. 

Forgive blest shades, the tributary tear, 

That mourns thy exit, from a world like this ; 

Forgive the wish, that would have kept thee here, ' 
And stay'd thy progress to the realms of bliss 



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IN MEMORY OF 

MRS. SARAH EDWARDS, 

Died, 1816; 

^ged 41 years. 

Here rests a woman, good without pretence, 
Bless'd with plain reason, and good sober sense ; 
Passion and pride, were to her soul unknown, 
Convinc'd that virtue only is our own. 
Heav'n, as is purest gold by tortures tried. 
The saint sustain'd it, but the woman died. 

Pope. 



CAPTAIN EDMUNDS, 

KOYAL navy; 

Died, 1818; 

u4ged 55. 

He's gone, he's past the gloomy shade of 

night. 
We trust safe landed in the realms of light, 
Happy exchange, to part with all below, 
For worlds of bliss, where joys unfading flow. 
And sainted souls, with love and rapture glow, 



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MISS PATIENCE CHURCHILL, 

Died, 29th September, 1768 ; aged 26, 

If by the course of tune, we from her birth 
Compute, how long she suifer'd here on earth. 
Short was her date, she withered in her pride. 
The flow'r scarce open'd, ere it droop'd and died: 
But if we measure by a juster rule 
The height she reach'd in virtue's sacred school. 
Far longer was her span, few there appears 
So grac'd by time, so reverend by years. 



MRS. BENNET, 

Died, 1791; aged 71. 

If humble worth, to private life confiu'd, 

A heart that wish'd the good of all mankind ; 

A feeling sense, a soul prompt to bestow, 

A dole to poverty, a tear to woe ; 

If such, to contemplation's eye be dear. 

Stop, pensive wand'rer and respect them here ; 

Sleep gentle spirit, peaceful in thy tomb, 

Till wak'd to gladness in the world to come ; ♦ 

Then meekly bending at th' eternal throne. 

Receive the plaudit for the good thou'st done ! 



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IN MEMORY OF 

KOGER BUTLER, Eso. 
Who died, January 15, 1805 ; aged 29. 

Ye gorgeous worms that glitter in the sun. 

Ye worms of wealth, of vanity and sway ; 
Say, have ye ouglit of praise or glory won. 

That thus ye flaunt along, your gaudy way : 
Tis not the splendour of the cherish'd hoard, 

Pomp, carv'd achievements, or the robe of pow^r^ 
^Tis not the purple of a nation's lord. 

Can claim futurity's emblazon'd hour. 



lit %umUtfi mjuttfi^mv'^^ 

IN MEMORY OF 

LOWRY ALEXANDER, 

Who died, March 22, 1780 ; aged 52 years. 

Delusive life, adieu, with all thy train, 

Of folly, labour, care, regret and pain ; 

Existence, but an animated cloud. 

Death sinks the frame, and mounts the soul to Go(L 



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IN MEMORY OF 

HENRY HILL, 

Died, August 3, 1795 ; aged 67 years. 

Mourn not, for nature will be nature still. 
To view the last remains of Henry Hill; 
Who when alive, was brave, was just, was true,. 
Find out a fault, and it may fix on you ? 



THOMAS ROSIER, 
Aged 40. 

The days wherein I past my life. 
Were fleeting like the shade ; 

And I am wither'd like the grass. 
That soon away doth fade. 



Hit St. ff^^v^% ilaml^rtj. 



IN MEMORY OF 

ANTHONY BURLEIGH, 

Third Son of John Burleigh, of the Isle of Wight, Esq, 

Who was Lieutenant-General to King Charles I. 
of blessed memory ; and was put to death, at Win- 



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Chester, the 26th of January, for endeavouring to 
release his sacred Majesty, then prisoner in Carisbrook- 
Castle, in the said Isle of Wight. His two elder bro- 
thers were slain in Worcester fight, in the forces of his 
Majesty, King Charles II. This being the last 
of that loyal family, except his truly loving and 
sorrowful Sister ; who caused this monument to be 
erected. Ob. 17th Feb. 1681 ; Aetat suae 48. Ape 
Resurgendi, 



In Howard's small Chapel, a white marble monument, 
with the following quaint Epitaph : — 

In the Vault, under this stone, are the remains of 

RICHARD MARSH, Esq. 

Who supp'd (before he went to bed) with Christ, 

He had issue 15 children. 

By Martha his wife and relict ; 

Eight are buried in the middle aisle against the pulpit^ 

One lies in this vault. 

Which he built for his family. 

He was exceeding glad at the beautifying 

Of this house. 

And though not quite finished, was begun in his time. 

Being full of hope, he departed this life. 

The 18th of May, 1704 ; 

Aged 61 years. 



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A plain marhh monument, in Leigh's Chapel^ 

TO THE MEMORY OF 

ELIZABETH, 

Formerly Wife of 

JOHN BAYLEY, 

Had these lines. 

Reader ! tread soft, under thy foot doth lye, 
A mother bury'd with her progeny ; 
Two females, and four male ; the last a son. 
Who with his life, his mother's thread hath spun. 
His breath, her death procur'd (unhappy son !) 
That thus our joy, with sorrow ushers in ; 
Yet he being loth to leave so kind a mother. 
Changes this life, to meet her in another ; 
The daughter's first were robb'd of vital breath. 
The mother next in strength of years met death. 
The father's only joy, a hopeful son. 
Did lose his life, when life was scarce begun. 
If harmless innocence, if loyal truth, 
Foiind in a constant wife, combin'd with youth ; 
If a kind husband's prayers, or father's tears, 
Could have prevail'd, they had liv'd many years. 
But those all faiUng, here rak'd up in dust. 
They wait the resurrection of the just, 
A husband's love, a father's piety. 
Dedicates this unto their memory ; 
And when he hath his debt to nature paid. 
In the same grave, himself will then be laid. 
That altogether when the trump shall sound. 
Husband, wife, children, may in Christ be found. 



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In the Church- Yard, 

Is the singular monument of the Tradescants, 

Erected in 1662 ; 

And repaired by Subscription in 1773 ; 

When the following Inscription was restored : — 

Know stranger ! ere thou pass beneath this stone^ 
Lie John Tradescant, grand -sire, father, son ; 
The last died in this Spring, the other two, 
Liv'd, till they had travell'd nature through. 
As by their choice, collections raay appear. 
Of what is rare in land, in seas, in air ; 
Which they (as Homers Iliad in a nut), 
A world of wonders in one closet shut ; 
These famous antiquarians that had been. 
Both gard'ner's to the rose and lily queen ; 
Transplanted now themselves — sleep here, and when 
Angels shall with their trumpet's waken men. 
And fire shall purge the world, then hence shall rise. 
And change their garden for a Paradise, 



IN MEMORY OF 

HENRY HAGAN'S THREE WIVES. 

Beneath this stone in peace, here lies 
Ann, Eliza, and Mary, three good wives^ 



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ON AMELIA GASPEY, 

An Infant. 

Why memory, tell of joy no more possessed. 

That in the parent held successful strife. 
With all the care that swelled an anxious breast. 

While the dear slumb'ring- dust below had life. 
O cease thy whispers, that ties selfish tears. 

By reason check'd, no more may idly flow. 
To mourn his offspring, spar'd maturer years. 

Has been denied a Icugthen'd date of woe. 



ON MR, MURREU. 

May Heav'nly peace be thy eternal doom. 
So wish'd thy kindly heart to every one ; 

So prays thy weeping daughter o'er thy tomb. 
Whose love will last till her own race is run. 



Within the walls of this Church, icas deposited the 
body of the great 

SIR WALTER RALEIGH, Knight, 

On the day he was beheaded in old Palace-Yard, 

Westminster, 

October 18, 1G18 : 

Reader ! should you reflect on his error. 

Remember his many virtues, and that he was mortal. 



86 

ON SARAH THOMPSON. 

Once you must die, and once for all. 
The solemn purport weigh. 

For know that Heav'n or Hell attend j, 
On that important day. 



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ON AN INFANT. 

His little innocent engaging ways, 

Remembrance oft with sorrow brings to mind^ 
While from mine eye, the gushing tear betrays 

How oft his image round my heart is twin'd. 



St. Wi^mnmn, ^imcMtc^. 



ON INFANTS. 

Sleep lovely babes, and take your rest, 
God takes them first, that he loves best. 



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Why do ye mourn, departing friends. 
Or shake at death's alarms, 

'Tis but the voice that Jesus sends. 
To call us to his arras. 



Count not his faults, that lie beneath this stone, 
But ere too late, strive to amend thy own. 



SACRED TO THE MEMORY OF 

MRS. HANNAH MILES, Widow, 

Who in the apparent enjoyment of good health, 

And in full possession of the affections of her family. 

And the esteem of her friends, was suddenly 

Summoned to another and a better world. 

On the 4th February, 181G ; aged 44, 

Leaving six children to lament her irreparable loss. 



ON MR. THOxMAS BURLETT. 

Beneath this peaceful mouldering clod. 
Lies one, who in his life ne'er trod 
Oppression's paths, but always gave 
A hand to them, that help did crave ; 
His purse was always open'd wide. 
And many their wants had well supplied. 
He's gone to share those joys above. 
Where nothing dwells but perfect love. 



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St. mit^ in tfte dFieltr^. 



TO THE MEMORY OF 

ELIZABETH, 

The Wife of 

MR. JOHN SOANE. 

Who died, 22d November, 1815. 

With distinguished talents, she united an amiable and 

Affectionate heart. 

Her piety was unaffected, her integrity undeviating ; 

Her manners displayed alike decision, 

Energy, kindness and suavity. 

These, the peculiar characteristics of her mind. 

Remained untainted by an extensive intercourse 

With the world. 

Stranger ! 
If virtue o'er thy bosom bear control. 
If thine the generous, thine the exalted soul. 
Stranger l approach this consecrated earth. 
Demands thy tribute to departed worth. 
Beneath this tomb, her spirit sleeps, 
Here friendship sighs, here fond affection weeps. 
Here to the dust life's dearest charm's resign'd. 
Leaves but the dregs of lingering time behind. 
Yet one bright ray, to light the grave has given. 
The virtuous die not, they survive in Heav'n, 



89 

ON MRS. ELIZA SASS. 

Wise Heav'n to render search perplex'd, 
Has drawn 'twixt this world and the next ; 
A dark impenetrable screen, 
All behind which is unseen. 



The mortal remains of 

RAMSAY CHARLES ST. CLAIR, 

The most proficient Free and Accepted Mason of the 

present age ; 

Departed this life, A. 5815, A. D. 1811, A, 0693, 
A. C. 6497, Aetat, 68. 

The destin'd terms at len^jths complete. 
His ashes rest in peace, eternal fame 

Sounds wide his praise triumphant o'er fate. 
In sacred lodge, for ever live his name ! 



IN MEMORY OF 

MISS MARY BASNET, 
Who died the 10th day of February, 1756 ; aged 23. 

This monument was erected hy her disconsolate parents, 

to perpetuate the memory of a Child, most tenderly 

beloved and most deservedly lamented. 

Go, spotless honor and unsullied truth ; 

Go^ smiling innocence and blooming; youth ; 



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Go, female sweetness join'd with manly sense ; 
Go, winning wit that ne'er gave offence ; 
Go, soft humanity that blest the poor ; 
Go, short-ey'd patience from affliction's door ; 
Go, modesty that never wore a frown ; 
Go, virtue and receive thy heav'nly crown. 

Not from a stranger came this heart-felt verse ; 
The friend inscrib'd thy tomb, whose tears bedew'd 
thy hearse. 



RICHARD PENDRELL, 

Preserver and conductor to his sacred Majesti^, King 

Charles II. of Great Britain, after his escape 

from Worcester fight, in the year 1651, who 

died, February 8, 1671. 

Hold passenger I here's shrouded in this hearse. 
Unparalleled Pendrell, thro' the universe, 
Like when the eastern star from Heav'n gave lights 
To three lost king^s ! so he rn such a dark night. 
To Britain's monarch, toss'd by adverse war. 
On earth appear'd a second eastern star ; 
A pole, a stern, in her rebellious main, 
A pilot to her royal sov'reign ; 
Now to triumph in Heav'n's eternal sphere. 
He's hence advanc'd for his just steerage here ; 
Whilst Albion's chronicles, with matchless fame, 
Embalm the story of great PendrelVs name I 



^1 

MRS. ANN RICHARDS, 

Aged 42. 

Whilst Sinai's fearful thunders roll. 
And clouds of wrath, from pole to pole 
Hang low'ring on the guilty soul. 
Sleep'st thou sinner, haste arise. 
Lest death eternal close thine eyes ; 
God yet can hear the voice of prayer. 
This moment lost may bring despair. 



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MRS. ANN BROWN. 

Sincere in her friendship. 

Endearing to her husband, compassionate 

To the distressed, 

And obedient to her Creator. 

!^he exchanged this life for a better, 
July 5, 1763 ; aged 59. 



m 

ON JOHN GREEN, 
Who died in his Infancy. 

Ye guardian angels who surround the just, 
Preserve each atom of this silent dust ; 
Here unmolested may it sweetly sleep. 
While I surviving only live to weep ; 
To weep, inglorious thought ! I'll rather stay 
To wait and long for that approaching day. 
When our remains shall in one grave unite. 
And spirits greet, with infinite delight. 



MARY, Wife of H. VOGUELL, Esq» 
Aged 28. 

^ay then did bounteous Heav'n dispense 
Such beauty, wit, and social sense. 

To meet an early doom ; 
How soon the purest soul is fled 
To join the visionary dead. 

And share the silent tomb. 

Fond man, thy vain complaints give o'er. 
Frail as the blossom of an hour. 

Thy shadowing term is given ; 
Yet God his fav'rite votary knows. 
Contracts the span replete with woes. 

And calls the saint to Heaven. 



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IN MEMORY OF 

MRS. A L D I S, 
Aged 56. 

In death's soft slumbers luU'd to rest. 
The suffering frame, no more distress'd 

Lies safely and in peace ; 
Till the last morn's immortal ray, 
Pours on the tomb eternal day, 

And wakes it into bliss. 



ON CHARLOTTE HOWARD, 

Aged 4 years. 

Sweet lovely blossom opening to the day. 
Scarce had its beauties hail'd its genial ray, 
When the tierce blast of death, by Heav'n's decree. 
Rush d by and tore thee from thy parent tree ; 
As the seed grain committed to the earth. 
By power vivific, feels a second birth ; 
So shall thy form more beauteous, glorious rise. 
And Hourish ever green in purer skies. 



ON A CERTAIN MISER. 

Here lies one who for med'cines would not give, 
A little gold, and so his life he lost : 

1 fancy now he'd wish again to live, 

Could he but guess how much his funeral cost- 



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ON MRS. FRIEND, 

Wife of 

MR. CHARLES FRIEND, 

Daughter of William PresSy Esquire, 

And Sister of the Honorable Brides Henniker i 

Who died in the prime of life. 

Ah ! dear Eliza, could my pen reveal. 
Your worth, your virtues, and the loss I feel ; 
But words are vain, my heart alone can bear. 
The lov'd impression of your image there. 



IN MEMORY OF 

MR. JAMES BLAKE, 
Who sailed round the World with Captain Cook. 

The boisterous main I've travers'd o'er. 

New seas and lands explor'd. 
But now at last, am anchor'd fast. 

In peace and silence moor'd ; 
Now to explore the realms of bliss unknown to mor- 
tals here. 
And Heav'n, in a Heav'nly port, great God to praise 
and fear. 

Hope all present sorrows heal. 

All earthly joys transcend, 
Hopes to possess, and taste, and feel, 

Delights that ne'er end. 



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ANN, Wife of CHARLES STANIFORTH, 

Aged 33 years. 

Immortal, what can strike the sense so strong, 
As this the soul ! it thunders to the thought. 
Reason amazes, gratitude o'erwhelms ; no 
More we slumber on the brink of fate ; 
Roused at the sound, the exulting soul ascends 
And breathes her native air, and air, that 
Feeds ambitions high, and fans ethereal 
Fires. Quick kiiKlles, all that is divine within 
Us ; nor leaves one loitering thought beneath 
The skies. 



The world's a city full of crooked streets. 
Death's the market-place where all men meet. 
If life was merchanclise that man could buy, 
The rich would live, and the poor would die. 



ON A YOUNG WOMAN. 

Dearer thou daughter, parallel'd by few, 
In genius, goodness, modesty ; adieu I 
Adieu ! dear Mary, till that day more blest^ 
When, if deserving, I with thee shall rest ; 
Thy mother then will cry in joyful strain, 
Oh I come to my maternal arms again. 



96 

The ancient family of SCOTT are interred here, ont 

of whom urns appointed a Baron of the 

Exchequer, in 1532 ; and whose 

descendent married 

BISHOP CRANMER'S WIDOW. 

On the ground are the following lines, on one of his^ 
Family. 

Here might be praises, but he needs not them. 
Such puiFs, the virtuous and the dead contemn. 
For such are better pleas'd good to be. 
Then to be called so, — and such was he ; 
This then for ostentation raise we not. 
Not out of fear his worth should be forgot, 
But that the readers, and the passers by, 
Reflecting on the shrine of death an eye. 
May mind their own — so neither will the cost 
Seem vain, nor the beholder's labour lost. 



Gentle she was, to all who knew her dear^ 

The tender mother and the friend sincere. 

Her darling pleasure, comfort to impart. 

To cheer the drooping, soothe the aching heart • 

Unsouf d by age, misfortune or disease. 

Her life was meekness, and her death was peace-, 

Dearest of mothers, best of friends farewell 1 

May this plain stone a son's affection's tell ; 

Thro' life thy virtues were his joys and pride. 

In death, his best example and his guide. 

Our social cares and hopes are o'er. 

Thy love maternal, cheers this heart no mord. 



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ON ELIZA LOAT. 

Here low in earth, her beauteous form decay'd ; 
My faithful wife, my lov'd Eliza laid ; 
Graceful with ease, of sentiment refin'd. 
Her pleasing form enclosed the purest mind ; 
Round her, blest peace ! thy sacred vigils keep, 
And guard, fair innocence ! her sacred sleep 
Till the last trump awake the exulting clay, 
To bloom and triumph in eternal day. 



Here lie the remains of 

GODFREY HILL, 

Ao-ed 46. 



Thus far am I got on my journey; 

Reader ! 

Canst thou inform me, 

"What follows next. 

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98 

IN MEMORY OF 

MR. JOHN DANBY, 

Professor of Music, 
Died, May 16, 1798; aged 41. 

Reader ! if excellence in music's art, 

By turns, to sadden, or to cheer the heart ; 

Whether by playful catch, by serious glee. 

Or the more solemn canon's harmony. 

If genius such as that can raise a sigh. 

Or draw the trickling tribute from thine eye. 

Pause o'er this spot, which now contains the clay 

Of him, of whom those talents lately lay. 

The spirit fled to join its native skies. 

Here all that now remains of Danhy lies ; 

Rest much respected, much lamented earth. 

Remnant not more of science, than of worth ; 

And tho' thy works, have wrought a better fame^ 

This record is but justice to thy name. 



ON MISS SARAH JORDON, 
Aged 17. 

Alas ! she's gone in nature's prime. 

She wither'd'like a rose ; 
That's cropt, before it scarce had time 

Its beauties to disclose. 



09 

IN MEMORY OF 

The Hon. BARBARA ROPER, 

JVife of the Hon. Philip Roper, of Limestead, Kenty 

Who died, April 10, 1805 ; aged 57. 

Blow soft ye winds, ye wintry snows, 

Fly lightly o'er this tomb ; 
Here rests my love in calm repose^ 

Till nature's general doom ; 
And when the awful trump shall sound. 

Each from their dark abode ; 
Her spotless soul, with hymns of praise. 

Shall fly to meet her God. 

Blessed be her memory ! 



IN MEMORY OF 

MR. SAMUEL HARRISON, 
Aged 52. 

'Twas his celestial pleasure to impart, 

Judgment with taste and science to combine. 
Waking with seraph voice and matchless art. 

Immortal Handel's harmony divine. 
Peace gentle spirit ! to thy lov'd remains, 

Let no rude sounds thy halcyon grave annoy ; 
But gentle airs, and soft melodious strains. 

Attend thy passage to the realms of joy. 



100 

IN MEMORY OP 

MRS. ISABELLA MILLS, 

Died, 9th June, 1802 ; aged 67. 

This lady was celebrated J oi^ her vocal powers, ori- 
ginally under her maiden name Burchell, afterwards 
as Mrs. Vincent ; but withdrew from public life, when 
she married her second husband. 

And art thou then in awful silence here. 
Whose voice so oft has charm'd the public ear ; 
Who with thy simple notes, could strike the heart. 
Beyond the utmost skill of labour'd art. 
Oh ! may the power who gave thee dulcet strain. 
And pitying, rescued thee from earthly pain ; 
Exalt thy spirit, touch'd with hallow'd fire. 
To hymn his praise among the angelic choir. 



ON GEORGE AUGUSTUS ELLIOT, 
jiged 5 years, 

Snatch'd in his dawn, how swift our blessings fly. 
Here the fond hopes of grieved parent's lie ; 
But cease to weep — look up ye mournful pair. 
Behold your darling a bright seraph there ; 
See how he beckons from yon distant sphere. 
Here fix ^our hopes, — he cries, your treasure's here. 



101 

ON AN INFANT. 

Alas ! how changed that lovely flower. 
Which bloom'd and cheer'd my heart. 

Fair fleeting comfort of an hour. 
How soon we're called to part. 



The struggle's o'er, I have my choice. 
Let none repine while I rejoice. 
On cherub's wings, unseen by you. 
My joyful spirit upward flew ; 
And till the last great rising day. 
My Lord will watch my sleeping clay. 



HENRY POWELL, 

An Infant. 

Against death's decree, the mightiest strive in vain^ 
Some fall by weight of years, and some by pain ; 
The scythe fell, emblem of that ruthless power, 
Cropt in the bud, the tender hopeless flow'r. 



Death levels man — the wicked and the just. 
The wise, the weak, lie buried in the dust ; 
And by the honours dealt to every name. 
The King of Terrors seems to level fame. 



102 

ON MRS. MARY, 

Wife of ^ 
GOVERNOR FRANKLIN, 

Who died, August 3, 1811 ; 

Jged^Q years. 

Stranger ! if charity's soft glow is thine, 
If thy soul bends, at meek religion's shrine ; 
If won by constant truth, and duty bland. 
Love trusts his sceptre to thy gentle hand. 
If in its noblest realm, content to rest. 
Thy spirit sways, an honor'd husband's breast ; 
This sacred record claims thy duteous tear. 
The sister of thy soul reposes here. 
Pause on her grave, to buried virtue just, 
A husband's tribute, marks this holy dust ; 
Not here for ever end life's dearest ties, 
Tho' in this grave his soul's companion lies ; 
She whose mild virtues grac'd his earthly dome, 
He hopes will bless him in a happier home. 



103 

ON MISS ELIZA WELTSE, 
Jged 15. 
In beauty's bloom, adorn'd with ev'ry grace^, 
Here a meek virgin consecrates the place ; 
Ye fair approach, nor check the rising sigh, — 
She once with all your rarest charms could vie. 
Her parent's pride, now mourning o'er her bier, 
In fond regret, they shed a heart-felt tear ; 
They feel their loss, yet own the chastening rod. 
And yield, in grief, their daughter to her God. 



ON CLEMENTINA PEROCHON, 
Who died, 24th October, 1813 ; aged G4. 

In thee, affection breath'd her purest flame. 
In thee, the female marked her highest fame ; 
To thee, the wretched would her cause submit. 
Thy thoughts were those an angel might admit. 
Goodness was thine, the pleasure of thy life. 
Best lov'd Clementina, much lamented wife ; 
Soon shall the time prescribed by time unite 
Iwo sonls in one, in realms of endless lio'ht. 



ON MR. PAUL W. PERKINS, 
Aged 22 years. 

Here in aw^ul stillness of the tomb. 

Rests a lov'd youth, that perish'd in his bloom, 

Belov'd and mourn'd, no art could save. 

The will of Heav'n appoints this early grave. 



104 

ON JOHN SKRYMSHER, 

Son of 

The Reve Roger Skrymsher, 

Vicar of Maldon, 

SURREY. 

Whilst vain philosophy declares 

Both soul and body die. 
The humble Christian views his child. 

Translated to the sky. 
Behold him with the eye of faith. 

Ascend the blest abode ; 
With kindred cherubs to enjoy, 

The presence of his God. 



ON MR. EDWARD BRIERS, 

Aged 65. 

Why spring those tears, what avail those sighs. 
No heart here feels them, and no tongue replies ; 
At death, our cares and fears, and passions cease, 
His silent mansion is the abode of peace. 
Yet to a much-lov'd husband, father, friend. 
Let memory cling, and near his image tend ; 
Retrace his steps, behold his virtues rise. 
In brightest form, to fix our darksome eyes ; 
Till led by faith, our course of trial o'er. 
We meet in endless bliss, to part no more. 



105 



MtnUngton ^ntcf^^attf. 



TO THE MEMORY OF 

JOHN BRIAN, Esq. 

Formerly Captain, Adjutant, and Pay-master, 

Tn the 6th, (or Enniskilling) Regiment of Dragoons ; 

Died, January 5, 1812 ; 

Aged 67. 

Those that knew him best will appreciate his worth, 

if he had any, and his God will judge him, not 

according to his demerits, but according 

to the extent of his mercy, his 

goodness and glory. 

But tho' we know not the extent of our Creator's plan. 
Or his intentions towards his creature man ; 
We may, if judging from his works, conclude 
All things will end in universal good, 
p 



106 
ON MARY COUTS, 

Aged 60. 

In this cold grave, poor Mart/ lies, 

Died of a broken heart ; 
God, who took her husband dear from her^ 

Left none to take her part. 

She married one, not lov'd so well. 
Which caiis'd her many a tear ; 

She's gone to Heav'n, in hopes to meet 
Her dearest partner there. 



ON MARIANNE BOWDEN, 

Aft Infant. 

Too meet for Heav'n, to tarry longer here. 
Too pure a tenant for a world unblest ; 

Thy happier spirit, to a purer sphere 

Hath soar'd on dove-like wings, and is at rest. 

Forgive the tear that mourns thy early tomb. 
The tear that glistens in affection's eye ; 

When faith should rather hail thy blissful doom. 
And trace the passage to thy kindred sky. 



107 

IN MEMORY OF 

ELEANOR, 

Daughter of John Simpson, Esq. of Bradley, 

In the County of Durham ; 

And Widow of 

JOHN ORD, Esq. 

Who died, 21st February, 1818 ; 

Aged 76. 



She's gone — and ne'er was laid in kindred dust 

A heart more kind, compassionate, and just ; 

In all the righteous movements of her breast. 

Her Saviour's words, were first, and last, and best. 

She plac'd her trust in her God alone, 

Liv'd without guile, and died without a groan ; 

Thro' length of dajs from earthly dross refin'd. 

On thoughts divine, was fixd her saint-like mind ; 

And as a full form'd babe exerts its might 

To rush to life, to liberty and light ; 

So her bright soul, too good, too pure for earth. 

Burst its frail bonds, and sprung to Heav'nly birth. 

To meet her long lov'd consort in the sky ; 

She left a sister here, awhile to sigh. 

And feebly tell on this recording stone. 

How just the general grief, how deep her own. 



108 

MISS HARRIOT GROOM, 
Aged 22. 

Farewell thou chosen of the Lord, farewell ! 
Too Heavenly, alas ! on this frail earth to dwell ; 
Thine earliest care, to trace the path to Heav'n, 
Thou died'st assured thy sins would be forgiven ; 
Thy friends, by thy example taught, their God to fear. 
Live but in hopes with thee, to meet him here. 



IN MEMORY OF 

MARGARET, Wife of SIR RUPERT GEORGE, 
And Three of their Children. 

To thee have been consign'd, O parent earth ! 
What late was beauty, innocence and mirth ; 
While oft in sad affliction pausing here. 
Shall fond affection shed the gushing tear. 



109 

TO THE MEMORY OF 

SIR EDWARD WINTER, 

An East India Captain, 

Who, in the reign of Charles II. relates that being 
attacked in the woods by a Tiger, he placed himself on 
the side of a pond, and when the Tiger flew at him, 
he caught him in his arras, fell back with him into the 
water, got upon him and kept him down, till he had 
drowned him. This adventure as well, as another 
wonderfull exploit is vouched for, by the following- 
lines: — 

Alone uuarm'd, a Tiger he oppress'd. 
And crush'd to death that monster of a beast ; 
Thrice twenty mounted Moors he overthrew, 1 
Singly on foot, some wounded, some he slew, ^ 
Dispers'd the rest — what more could Sampson do? ) 



ON A BLACKSMITH. 

My sledge and hammer lie declin'd. 
My bellows too have lost their wind ; 
My fire's extinct, my forge decay 'd. 
My vice is in the dust all laid ; 
My coal is spent, my iron gone. 
My nails are drove, my work is done. 
My fire-dried corpse here lies at rest. 
My soul, smoke-like, soars to be blest. 



110 

ON WEST WAITE, 

Son of the Rev. Thomas Waite, of this Parish, 

He was a child of a most amiable and affectionate 

Disposition, 

And of an understanding far beyond his years. 

His afflicted parents 

Find their only consolation for his irreparable loss. 

In the confidence that he is gone 

To a far more kind and indulgent parent. 

His Father and their Father, 

His God and their God. 



Forgive sweet spirit, in the realms of rest. 
The tear affection sheds, that thou art blest. 



ON TWO INFANTS. 

Rest spotless babes, beneath this stone, 
Cropt like the flowers in early bloom ; 
Safe from the ills of worldly strife. 
Which plant wit-h thorns a length of hfe. 



Ill 

ON ANN AND MARTHA, 

Two wives of 

JAMES DIXON. 

Folded in clay, two virtuous wives lie here. 

Who made their husbands' peace their constant care ; 

No pride or envy in their lives appear'd. 

Admired when living, and when dead rever d. 



IN MEMORY OF 

MRS. DAVIS, 
Aged 2G. 

Her partner now consoles himself 
With hopes not form'd in vain ; 

That as her happy souls at rest. 
His loss must be her gain. 



ON MRS. ANN COURT, 
Aged 32. 

May spotless spirits of the just 

Watch o'er her tomb and guard her dust. 

Preserve it safe in soft repose. 

Till the arch-angel's trumpet blows ; 

And then immortal may it rise. 

And mount in glory to the skies. 



112 

IN MEMORY OF 

MISS SOPHIA RICHARDSON, 
Aged 19. 

Sleep soft in dust, wait the Almighty's will ; 
Then rise unchanged and be an angel still. 



ON MR. RICHARD BRAINE. 

When self-esteem or others' adulation. 

Above ourselves, doth ambition rear. 

The grave gain-says, smooth flattery's false coraplesion^ 

And bluntly points out to us what we are« 



ON TWO TWIN SISTERS, 

Fair marble, tell to future days. 
That here two virgin sisters lie, 

Whose life employ'd each tongue in praise ; 
Whose death gave tears to ev'ry eye. 

In stature, beauty, years, and fame. 
Together as they grew, they shone ; 

So much alike, so much the same. 
That death mistook them both for one. 



113 

ON MRS. JEMIMA SIMONS. 

If even faults my life disclose. 

In pit\ shed a tear ; 
And what in me you saw a-miss. 

With caution shun and fear. 



g»t ^0apft*0 (tiynrcf^^nvrHf (Stemmtff* 



ON MARY, Wife of GEORGE OLIVER. 

Praise to my wife is truly due. 
She prov'd this maxim to be true : 
The richest portion with a wife. 
Is prudence and a virtuous life. 



ON AN HONEST SAILOR. 

Whether sailor or not, for a moment avast ! 
Poor Tom's mizen top-sail is laid to the mast ; 
He'll never turn out, or more heave the lead ; 
He's now all aback, nor will sails shoot ahead ; 
He ever was brisk, and though now gone to wreck. 
When he hears the last whistle he'll jump upon deck. 
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114 



miooimtf^ Cfiutt1&=i)artr. 



ON MASTER JOHN HARVEY, 

Aged 12 years^ 



Stranger ! the youth that sleeps beneath this stone^ 
Was kind, was young, and beauty on him shone ; 
Sweet was his temper and his sense was sound. 
Patient in pain, andlov'd by all around. 

He was a mother's hope, a father's joy. 
Their only son, their much-lov'd boy ; 
Yet would not, all that mortal power could do. 
Ward off thy dart, oh death ! thy aim's too true. 

Weep not fond parents while you view the bed. 
Here sleeps in peace, the no more aching head i 
All pains are o'er, all grief for ever done, 
A life of everlasting joys begun. 

Yes the last sigh, that whisper'd soft, adieu ! 
The last lov'd breath that ere in death he drew ; 
Open'd the scenes of brighter bliss on high, 
And let his captive spirit upwards fly. 



115 

IN MEMORY OF 

LIEUTENANT GEORGE WILLIAMSON, 
Of the Royal Regiment of Artillery ; 

Who died suddenly, 
November 11, 1781 ; aged 11 years. 

He was descended from an ancient and honorable 
family of that name, in the bishoprick of Durham. 
He married Jane^ the only daughter of Captain Roger 
Pedley, who, by her motlier Isabella Muir, was hneal- 
ly descended from Robert II. King of Scotland. 
They left issue only one, Colonel Adam Williamson, 
who marrird Ann, second daughter of Thomas Jones, 
Esq. of East Wickham, Kent ; who caused this mo- 
ment to be erected to the memory of the best of 
fathers. 



ON W. SHAW, 

Who was drowned, 21st July, 1803 ; 

Aged 5 years. 

In the cold stream my hmbs were chill'd. 

My blood with deadly horror thrill'd ; 

My feeble pulse forgot to play, 

I fainted, sunk, and died away. 

All means were tried my life to save. 

But could not keep me from the grave. 



116 

ON MR. ANTHONY STROTHER. 

Christian sedate, by contemplation led. 
Amongst these dreary mansions of the dead, 
Muse o'er this tomb, whose bosom cold contains^ 
The most lamented Strother's last remains. 
If nature prompts thee, drop the trickhng tear. 
For chastened grief deserves the man sincere ; 
Warm he felt affection's sacred flame, 
For his bewailing sadly widow'd dame ; 
Parental fondness glow'd within his breast. 
And pure religion was by him carress'd. 
Daily he mus'd o'er inspirations page, 
And strove to imitate each holy sage ; 
On his Redeemer he for bliss relied, 
And in his holy faith with firmness died. 



Here remains the mortal part of 

MR. SAMUEL HARDIN, 

Aged 80. 

For his charity he had the blessing of the humble ; 
For his manners the approbation of the opulent. 

He lived in virtue, 
And died in confidence of eternal bliss. 

" An honest mart's the noblest work of God.'^ 



117 

TO THE MEMOKY OF 

MR. JAMES TAYLOR, 

Who was unfortunately burnt to death. 

At the Pagoda in St. James's Park, London, 

On the night of the grand Jubilee, 

August 1, 1814 ; aged 32 years. 

A loving husband and a father dear, 
A faithful friend lies buried here ; 
When God ordains the fatal blow, 
The heart may wish, the tears may flow; 
But can't the dead restore. 

How long shall earth's alluring joys. 
Detain our hearts and eyes ; 
Regardless of immortal joys. 
And strangers to the skies. 



ON MR. JAMES REID. 

The time we have allotted here. 
We highly ought to prize; 

To strive to make salvation sure. 
Before death close our eyes. 



118 

IN MEMORY OF 

MRS. JANE MILLER. 

And is the bappy moment come, 
When Jesus hath recall'd thee home 

And wip'd off every tear. 
And must we part no more to join. 
Till all \fho tread the path divine. 

Shall with their Lord appear. 

Go happy saint by Jesus blest. 
Of all that happiness possest. 

Thy Saviour hath in store ; 
Thy conflict's now for ever past, 
And thou from earth escap'd at last. 

Hath reach'd the Heav'n, the Heav'nly shore. 



IN MEMORY OF 

MR. GEORGE HALLET, 
Aged 35. 

Short and precarious is this life of ours. 
Feeble as grass, and frail as blooming flowers ; 
May God protect from every adverse wind. 
The tender plants which 1 have left behind ; 
A long farewell ! dear wife, I bid to you. 
My brethren all and social friends adieu t 



119 

IN MEMORY OV 

MR. RICHARD BANKS, 

Shipwright ; 

Who was unfortunately killed, 21st Marcb, 179^, 

Aged 18 years. 
This stone ivas erected hy his fellow Apprentices. 

Ye generous youths whom sympathy has led. 
To raise this sad memorial o'er my head ; 
Whilst grateful friendship heaves for me the sigh. 
Remember, dear companions, you must die ; 
No human power can elude the blow. 
Death uncontroll'd lays all distinctions low ; 
Then let religious virtue guide your ways. 
That we may meet and join in endless praise. 



ON A COBLER, 

Death at a cobler's door oft made a stand. 
And always found him on the mending hand; 
At last came death, in very dirty weather, 
And ripp'd the sole from off the upper-leather. 
Death put a trick upon him, and what was't ? 
The CO bier call'd for's awl, death brought his last 1 



120 

ON MRS. MARY ROBINSON. 

The conflict's past, corroding care adieu 1 
My anxious thoughts have had enough of you ; 
But ah, my friends ! when this sad stone you see. 
Respect my children and remember me. 



ON ROBERT CARLEY and SONS. 

'Tis God that lifts our comforts highj 

Or sinks them to the grave ; 
He gives, and blessed be his namCj 

He takes but what he gave. 



ON MISS MARIA SMITH. 

Fond parents cease, the falling tears refrain. 
Cease to lament her fate, cease to complain ; 
Amongst the saints of Heav'n she's blest^ 
With endless joy and everlasting rest. 



ON A VERY IDLE FELLOW» 

Here lieth one that once was born and cried, 
Liv'd several years, and then — and then— he died. 



121 



BrutforlJ iSlftuvcJ^atU 



TO THE MEMORY OF 

MRS. ANN HUBE, 

Who departed this life, March IG, 1806 : 

Aged 34. 

The following lines are inscribed at her own request^ 
when depart in o^ this life. 

Accept, dear shade, the tribute of a tear, 
'Tis all poor mortals have to offer here ; 
It was thy worth, that caiis'd those tears to flow. 
Thy gentle sweetness made aflection glow ; 
Too young thy babes, to miss a mother's care. 
Or know the danger that await the fair. 
But oh ! the pangs that rend the husband's heart,-^ 
Claspt in her arms, he saw her soul depart; 
lu all his sorrows let his joys be this : 
She chang'd terrestrial for eternal bliss. 
R 



122 

10 THE BELOVED MEMORY OF 

MARIANNE HIAT, 

A promising child who was endeared to her fond 

parents, by her amiable disposition and 

dutiful behaviour. 

Died, June 5, 1803 ; aged 7 years. 

From all the chequer'd ills belovf, 

Mary secure shall sleep ; 
Her little heart no pang shall know, 

Her eyes no more shall weep. 
Let sorrow for her early doom. 

No more in silence sigh ; 
For hope that points beyond the tomb^^ 

Bids every tear be dry. 



ON MRS. MARGARET RUSSELL, 

Aged 36 ; 

And six of her Children. 

Tho' long bent down by sore affliction's wcight^i 
Her heart too good to murmur at her fate ;. 
With christian fortitude she bore her pain. 
Till death consigu'd her to the dust again- 



123 

ON xMR. JOSEPH BENNETT, 
Aged 34. 

A precious soul belov'd of God, 

And ransom'd with Iiis Saviour's blood. 

Did once inhabit mortal clay. 

But now is fled to realms of day ; 

Beneath this stone the body lies. 

His soul is gone to Paradise. 

He felt the pow'r of gospel truth. 

E'en in the thoughtless days of youth ; 

True living faith his works did show. 

He follow'd Jesus, here below ; 

His pious soul did often rise. 

To the fair mansions in the skies. 

The doctrine of the Saviour's cross 

To him was gain, all else was loss ; 

His faith was strong, his hope was bright. 

And now he dwells with God in lisjht. 



ON MRS. SUSANNAH HADDEN. 

To this sad shrine, whoe'er thou art, draw near. 
Here lies the wife most lov'd, the sister dear. 
Who ne'er knew joy, but friendship might divide. 
Or gave her husband grief, but when she died. 
Oh ! let this once-lov'd brother inscribe thy stone. 
And with a husband's sorrows mix thy own ; 
Tho' death with sudden stroke abridged thy days. 
Thou shalt not lose thy well-deserved praise. 



124 

To perpetuate the memory of 

MR. ISAAC BLIGHT, 

Who was inhumanly shot in his own house, at Rother- 
hithe, by the hand of a perfidious domestic> 

The 23d September, 1805 ; 

In the 49th year of his age. 

Have you not seen beneath a dark'ned sky, 
Quicker than thought the vivid light'uing fly ; 
Equally as quick was the insidious blow. 
That pierc'd my heart, and laid my head thus low. 
Merciful God, thou glorious king of Heav'n, 
Forgive the deed, that I may be forgiven. 



ON MRS. CHRISTIAN CROW. 

Amidst the humble walks of life, 

The pious christian's found ; 
The tender mother, virtuous wife. 

Are names which there abound. 
Such was the clay which lies beneath 

This stone, that bears her praise ; 
R,eader forego a thoughtless life, 

And imitate her ways. 



125 

IN MEMORY OF - 

MR. WILLIAM GRAYKNOTT, 

Aged 17. 

If education, virtue, love of truth, 

Good nature, modesty, or blooming youth, 

One soul possess'd, and in full lustre shone, 

These, dearest youth — and more were all thine own. 



ON NATHANIEL COCKET, 

AND 

SARAH HIS DAUGHTER. 

Our coffin is our bed, our house a grave, 

A little narrow room is all we have ; 

We sleep in silence, but our souls are flown. 

To take possession of ii glorious throne ; 

In life, in death, most strict in one accord. 

They liv'd, they died — true servants of the Lord. 



ON WILLIAM AND MARY ARIES, 

With patience to the last they did submit. 
And murmur'd not at what the Lord thought fit; 
They with a christian courage did resign 
Their souls to God at his appointed time. 



126 

i.N MEMORY OF 

THOMAS BROWN, 

Who was di owned, 24th February, 1802 ; 
Aged 36. 

Awful and sad was my untimely death. 
In floods of sorrow I resign'd my breath ; 
The rushing torrent was my dying bed, 
No friend to close my eyes or raise my head. 
Ah ! whilst affection heaves for me the sigh. 
In order set thine house, for thou must die. 



ON WILLIAM AND MARY HAWKINS. 

Here rest the husband and the wife. 
Now join'd in death as one in life ; 
A joyful blessing to their souls restore, — 
Endless bliss when time shall be no more. 



ON MRS. SARAH BEAUFOY. 

In every age, the present and the past. 
To this, the great, the wisest come at last ; 
Put all your trust in God, on him rely. 
Sooner or latter all mankind must die. 



127 
ON ALEXANDER MORRISON, 

How happy are the souls above. 
From sin and sorrow free ; 

With Jesus they are now at rest. 
And all his glory see. 



ON MR. GEORGE BEALE'S INFANT. 

There sleep in Jesus' arras dear child. 

Contented and at rest, 
Thy parent's fondest hopes are foil'd. 

But heav'n's will is best. 



ON MRS. HARRIET HATFUL. 

Once sacred friendship kindled into love. 
Made all my hours with soft endearments move : 
Heav'n gave a wife to me, to Heav'n endeard, 
Who all my comforts and my sorrows shard ; 
But Heav'n call'd her to the world of bliss. 
And left me lonely to lament in this. 



ON A SCOLDING WIFE. 

Here lies my wife ; poor Molly ! let her lie : 
She finds repose at last — and so do L 



128 

ON SARAH, Daughter of MR. P. WHITE3 

^ged 24. 

Adieu ! dear Sarah till we meet above. 
In those pure peaceful realms of light and love ; 
Grain sown in earth is still its owner's care. 
And evening sun's but set to rise more fair. 



ON ELIZA PROUD, 
Jged 14. 

Firm as the earth thy gospel stand?-, 
My Lord, my hope, my trust ; ' 

If I am found in Jesus' hands 
My soul can ne'er be lost. 



Watts. 



ON MRS. HENRIETTA MARY KNOTT, 
And jive Infants. 

With keen affliction's weight, long time oppress'd, 
She sunk with christian meekness into rest ; 
Patient, resign'd, she met her early doom, 
^And fled to join her infants in the tomb. 



129 
l^U of M^tt. 



Time what an empty vapour 'tis. 

And days how swift they are ; 
Swift as an Indian arrow flies. 

Or like a shooting star. 
Our life is ever on the wing. 

And death is ever nigh ; 
The moment when our lives begin. 

We all begin to die. 



IN MEMORY OF 

RICHARD CAVE. 

Here in the grave, here lies a Cave, 
We call a grave a Cave ; 
If Cave be grave, and grave be Cave, 
Then reader, judge I crave ; 
Whether doth Cave here lie in grave. 
Or grave here lie in Cave ? 
If grave in Cave here buried lie, 
** Then grave where is thy victory" ? 
Go reader, and report here lies a Cave, 
Who conquers death and buries his own grave. 
s 



130 

TO THE MEMORY OF 

KETURAH, Wife of the REV. MR. MITFORD, 

Of Cooley Lodge, 
Who died, February 26, 1814. 

Mitfordf when all who view'd thee, saw how gay ; 
How sweet, how peaceful was thy earthly way, 
Mark'd thee tho' blest, to enjoy more bliss to give. 
How pleasant said they like the good to live. 
And when in calmest slumbers sunk thy breath. 
When thy sad husband ask'd, can this be death ? 
Even friends and sisters midst their sorrows cry,— 
How pleasant is it like thee, good to die. 



ON MAJOR JOHN MISSING'S INFANT, 

Happy the babe who, privileged by fate. 
To shorter labour and a lighter weight. 
Received but yesterday life's fleeting breathj 
Ordered to-morrow to return to death* 



131 

ON TWO INFANTS. 

Our time ou earth was short, even as a span, 
Our bodies are returned from whence they came ; 
But our immortal souls through Christ are blest, 
And join in concert with the saints at rest. 



Too pure, too Heav'nly, upon earth to stay. 
An early message summon'd him away ; 
From mortal converse summon'd him lo rise. 
To mix with kindred angels in the skies. 



Resign'd and patient to the last she view'd. 
With calm submission her approaching fate. 

And now far happier is her life renew'd. 
Free from the troubles of a mortal state. 



All human things hang on a slender stay. 
Those that are strongest soon are snatch'd away. 



Beneath this stone, here lie two children dear. 
The o;ae at Stoney Middleton — the other here. 



132 



i^iti&lDrati^an clftutcj-sat^* 



ON A HUSBAND AND WIFE. 

Tho' earth to earth is here consign'd. 

We still are one in heart ; 
Those whom the Lord in love has join'd. 

Not even death can part. 



Consider, O ! ye thoughtless sons of men. 
You're born to die, and none of you knows when ; 
You all must pay the debt to nature due, 
O beg of God to make your hearts anew ; 
That when to earth and friends you bid farewell. 
You may with Christ in Heav'n for ever dwell. 



In love he liv'd, in peace he died. 
His life was ask'd, but God denied. 



If ever truth in epitaph was told. 
Reader, for truth, this character behold ; 
To act uprightly was through life his plan, 
Tho' poor he liv'd, he died an honest man. 



133 



ON CAPTAIN RICHARD PINDER, 

Of the Hammond. 

Beneath wide ocean's distant wave he sleeps. 
While widow'd love, in silent anguish weeps ; 
Till that dread day, Avhen from their wat'ry bed. 
The raging sea shall render up its dead. 



All those we love decay, we die in part. 
String after string is sever'd from the heart ; 
Till loossen'd life, at last but breathing clay. 
Without one pang is glad to fall away. 
Unhappy he who latest feels the blow% 
Whose eyes have wept o'er every friend laid low ; 
Dragg'd lingering on from partial death to death. 
Till dying, all he can, resigns his breath. 



134 
ON ELIZA KIRKPATRICK. 

Should nature mourn the rigid doom that gave. 
To youth and innocence an early grave ; 
Since freed from human ills a numerous train. 
The child and husband's loss is her eternal gain. 



^r000 ^^nont^ t^v^^avta. 



Here lies interrM a chaste and virtuous wife. 
Who smil'd at death, and calm resign'd her life ; 
The soul dismantled of its cumbrous clay. 
To bliss eternal now has wing'd its way ; 
Long live her offspring, grant thou power divine. 
And all the mother in her children shine. 



In her was ail affection could require. 
All duty ask'd, all friendship could require ; 
Humanity was hers and strength of mind. 
With every milder exercise combined. 
While virtue eager to complete the whole. 
Diffused her magic colouring o'er her soul. 



135 



BaUton tlftutcfj^artr. 



ON LIEUTENANT PEARSON, HAWKSDALE. 

Required to pass thro' life's eventful day. 
How soon its pageant duties fade away, 
A chequer d hue, our earthly passage wears. 
And virtue's blossoms are obscured by tears. 
Here clasp'd in death's oblivious slumber sleeps. 
The valued friend o'er whom affection weeps ; 
But hark ! the trumpet sounds the clarion's ring, 
Hope springs to meet our Prophet and our King, 
A Saviour's hallow'd love shall pierce the clod. 
And bid the pure in heart behold their God. 



IN MEMORY OF 

MARY, Wife of THOMAS DIXON. 

In ample currents let my sorrows flow. 
And burst in all the sentiments of woe ; 
I've lost a friend to me sincerely dear. 
My sole support of ev'ry joy lies here ; 



136 

Below this stone remote from noise and strife. 
The tender mother and the loving wife ; 
Keclines her head upon this hap of clay. 
Her sudden death snatch'd all my joys away. 
Her infant babe who never saw the light, 
Lock'd in her arms remains in constant night ; 
Oft has she wip'd away the widow's tear. 
And made the orphan's grateful smile appear ; 
Now the pure soul is from the body flown, 
Confind in dust the body lies alone ; 
But shall awake at the last powerful voice. 
And with the saints in triumph shall rejoice. 



^antvco^t ^tttv. 



ON MARY BOWMAN, BURDOSWALD. 

Unpitying death, and the destroyer time, 
Here fix'd my period ere I reach'd my prime ; 
Cropt as a flow'r I wither'd in my bloom, 
Tho' flattering hope had promis'd years to come. 



All things are right that God has done,. 
Then marvel not I'm called so young. 



137 

"The following Epitaph was formerly in 
LANERCOST CHURCH. 



Sir Rowland Vaux, that sometime was the lord of 

Triermain, 
Is dead, his body clad in lead, and lies low under thi? 

stane ; 
Ev'n as we, ev'u so was he, on earth a levan man, 
Fiv'n as he, ev'n so maun we, for all the craft we caii- 



Mvtf^nvtt ^fturrl&^patU 



ON ISAAC AND SARAH FORSTER, 

Ah I death at thy command we fall. 
The old and young alike obey thy call ; 
No strength or beauty can thy power withstand. 
Could youth or goodness made thee relent. 
Thou had'st agt here these helpless captives sent. 
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138 
ON PEGGY IRVING. 

Had restless time whose harvest is each hour, 

But deign'd to pause aud view this lovely flowV;, 

In pity he'd have turn'd his scythe away. 

And left it blooming till a future day ; 

But he, alas ! regardless levels all. 

Both flow'rs and weeds alike promiscuous fall. 



Our life is but a Winter's day. 
Some only breakfast and away ; 
Others to dinner stay and are full fed. 
The oldest man but sups and goes to bed ; 
Large is his debt, who lingers out the day. 
Who goes the soonest has the least to pay. 



Could lettered stone, or monumental bust 
Rekindle life, or animate the dust, 
Oh ! what high altars would a mother raise. 
Toil would be rapture, labour would be praise ! 
But since the fix'd decree can change no more. 
Nor prayers nor tears departed life restore ; 
Since vain the sculptor's and the poet's bays. 
Accept, lamented shade, these simple lays ; 
Accept the tribute nature offers here, 
A weeping mother hanging o'er thy bier ; 
Whose early promise, shrouded in the tomb. 
Spreads o'er her soul more than sepulchral gloom. 



139 



In mtttfitv^l tf^nvcfi. 



Between the north aisle and the chancel, are the effigies. 

of a man and woman, with the following legend 

in old characters almost obliterated. 



Here lies Sir Richard Salkeld, that knight. 

Who in bis land was mickle of rniojht ; 

The Captain and Keeper of Carlisle was he. 

And also the Lord of Corkebye ; 

And now he lies under this stane. 

He and his Lady dame Jane ; 

The eighteenth of Februere, 

This gentle knight was buried here, 

I pray you all that this do see, 

Pray for their souls for charitie ; 

For as they are now, — so must we all be. 



Here lies that happy maiden, who often said 
That no man is happy until he is dead, — 
That the business of life is but playing the fool. 
Which hath no relation to saving the soul ; 
For all the transactions that's under the sun. 
Is doing of nothing — if that be not done 
All wisdom and knowledge does lie in this one I 



U(^ 



^ttlion (fturcJspatU 



ON TWO SAILORS. 

Tho' Boreas' blasts, and Neptune s waves, 

Have toss'd us to and fro ; 
In spite of both, by God's decree. 

We anchor here below. 
Tho' here we safe in harbour lie. 

With many of our fleet ; 
We shall one day set sail again. 

Our Admiral Christ to meet. 



A flat stone in this Church-yard, marks where a 
dutiful son deposited the remains of his mother. — Be- 
ing a frugal husbandman, he would not employ a stone- 
cutter, hut with a tooth of harrow made this inscrip- 
tion : — 

Here lys the body of An Kay, 
Untill ye res'rection day. 



Hush ! ye fond flutterings, hush ! while here alone, 
1 search the records of each mouldering stone. 



141 



The following Inscription, engraven upon a copper- 

2)late, was found affixed to a tomb stone, within 

this parish Church of Ponsonhy, 

HERE LYETH THE BODY OF 

FRANCES PATRYCKSON, 

Daughter of Sir Thomas Wyat, Knight, 

f 

One of the most Honorable Pryve Councell to King 

Henerye VIII. 

Sometime wyfe of Thomas Light, of Calder, 

And at the day of her death wyfe of 

IVilliam Patryckson, gentleman. 

God gave this wyfe a mynde to praye, in grones and 

pangs of deth. 
And to Heav'n elevaytinge hands and eyes smylinglie, 

to yeld breth : 
And thus at age of LVI. to grave she took her waye, 
God grant that she, and we may meet in joy at the 

last daye. 

She dyed the XVI of Julii, in the yere of our 
Lord 1578. 



142 
MivUinton r^utrfi^pattr* 

ON MR. WILLIAM WATSON, 

Of Newtown of Irthingtonf 

AND HIS DAUGHTER JANE. 

A loving husband and a friend sincere, 

A tender father lies sepulchred here ; 

Who meekly liv'd, and at his parting breath," 

Shew'd the true christian's triumph over death ; 

And, oh ! what bosom would not wish to close. 

With so much glory life's last scene of woes. 

The daughter too our warmest praise shall claim. 

If virtue's blossoms can adorn a name ; 

In the sweet grace of modesty attir'd. 

She bloom'd, perform'd her duties, and expir'd ! 

T. SANDERS 0N._ 



On an old sto7ie defaced, 

Man's life to labour is ordain'd. 
And happy's their employ. 

Who live to God, and die in Christ, 
Their's shall be endless joy. 



143 
ON CHRISTOPHER LITTLE, 

innkeeper; 
At Bolton Fell-end, 

Who was killed by a large Mass of earth falling 

upon him, while sinking a well, on the 

13th January, 1808 ; 

Aged 34 years. 

Call not, ye friends, that fate severe, 
Which in life's vigour laid him low ; 

For who would wish to linger here. 
Amidst a dreary world of woe. 

T. SANDERSON. 



ON GEORGE WRIGHT, 

0/ Hallfoot Mills, 

Aged Q6. 



Christ is to me as life on earth. 
And death to me is gain ; 

Because I hope, through him alone. 
Salvation to obtain. 



144 

ON THOMAS DALTON, 
Of Field-foot, 

Farewell ! vaia world, I now my leave must take^ 
And all thy fleeting vanities forsake ; 
Too oft has thy temptations led me wrong. 
To wander where my peace did not belong ; 
But blessed ever are the dead who die 
In Christ, for they shall reign with him on high,-* 
When time shall cease to happiness aspire. 
See God in glory and this world on fire. 



ON RICHARD BLAYLOCK, 

Of Long-park, 

This stone is fix'd to let you know. 

When I the Jordan crossed ; 
My Joahua my pilot was. 

Therefore I am not lost. 
My faith doth now drive back the floods 

My feet touch Sion's shore ; 
My Saviour welcomes me on land,— • 

ni praise him ever more. 



145 

ON EDWARD IRVING, 
Of Harper-hill. 

He bequeathed the interest of £80 for ever, to be di- 
vided amongst the poor of Stapleton quarter, on his 
grave every old Christmas day. 

Iier6 the firm friend and humble Christian lies. 
Meek, modest, frugal, peaceful, temperate, wise ; 
No grief nor pain his steady mind depressed. 
By conscience pure and powerful reason bless'd ; 
With soul resign'd to Heav'n s all-conquering sway, 
He sought the regions of eternal day. 



ON MR. ANDREW DODGSON, 

AND 

MRS. DODGSON, 

Of Croft. 

Ye mortals think not by our lengthen'd fate. 
Your stay on earth will be of equal date ; 
To day the strength of manhood may be yours. 
To-morrow's sun may bring a state like ours^, 

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140 

In the Chancel, 

IN MEMORY OF 

JOHN ROUTLEDGE, 
Of Bush, 

Who died, October 23, 1775 ; aged 72. 

In peaceful virtue's sacred paths he trod ; 

Hence learn of him true wisdom to explore, 
That you in death may joyful meet your God, 

And rise to life when time shall be no more. 



A TRIBUTE TO THE MEMORY OF THE 

REV. WILLIAM GRAHAM, 

And of 

WILLIAM HIS SON; 

The father who was Rector of this Parish 25 ye(tl% 
Died, November 16, 1795 ; aged 70. 

The son, who adorned a short life ivith many virtues, 
Died, August 2, 17&9 ; in the 21st year of his age, 

A friend to all, with ev'ry good man's praise. 
Among his flock, the shepherd pass'd his days. 



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From earth's vain objects raised the mental eye. 
To truths that teach us how to live and die ; 
While to impress the doctrines that he taught. 
His pious life its sacred rhoetric brought. 

As o'er the reverend father's grave we mourn, 
Shall we not mark the son's untimely urn ? 
Lamented youth ! as long as worth is dear. 
Long as departed virtue claims a tear ; 
Rich in all honors that the good can give. 
Thou in the record of the heart shalt live. 

T. SANDERSON, 



In the Quire on a neat monument 

IN MEMORY OF 

JOHN ROUTLEDGE, Eso. 

Late of Cumcrook in this parish, and Lord of the 
Manor of Houghton, in Hants. 

Who died at Carlisle, February 27, 1811 ; 
In the 48th year of his age. 

And was buried in the Chancel of this Church, where 
the remains of several of his ancestors are deposited. 

He discharged the duties 
Of several important stations in the civil service 

Of the Honorable East India Company, 

With the most unblemished integrity and with 

Indefatigable ^siduity. 



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In the private relations of life, he was distinguisheid J 

By great sweetness of temper ; 

A frank unsuspicious and affectionate heart. 

And a very uncommon disinterestedness 

Concerning money, except on occasions by which 

Modest merit might be encouraged. 

Or misery relieved. 

His two surviving sisters, deeply regreting 

Their separation in this life 

From so affectionate and liberal a brother, 

And hoping to be united to him in a state of endless 

Happiness, 

Have caused this monument to be erected ! 



ON THOMAS TOPPING, 

BUTCHER ; 

Diedy December 1, 1785 ; aged 38 years^ 

But I, in prosperous days presum'd> 
No sudden change I t^ar'd ; 

Whilst in my sunshine of success 
3Iy lowering cloud appeared. 



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ON JOHN RICHARDSON, 

Of Eashy, 

Died, May 28, 1799 ; aged 75. 

Thro' the world's immeasurable space, 
Go, sinful man and learn thy God to trace ; 
Should'st thou above the highest Heav'n ascend, 
Could'st thou below the depths of Hell descend 
There should his awful presence shine confest. 
There his Almighty arm thy course arrest. 
What power, alas ! thy footsteps can convey, 
Beyond the reach of his o'er-ruling sway. 
Then strive each word, each action to improve. 
Believe and profit by thy Saviour's love. 



ON BETSEY, 

An Infant daughter of 
JONAH SIMPSON, 

Of Crooked-holm. 

Here innocence and beauty lie, whose breath 
Was snatch'd by early, not untimely death 
Here did she go, just as she did begin 
Sorrow to know, before she knew to sin ; 
Death that does sin and sorrow thus prevent, 
is the next blessing to a life well spent. 



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ON JOHN BOUSTEAD, 

Of Great Eashy, 
Died, February 6, 1794 ; aged 37. 

! parents, wife, and children all, 

1 pray don't weep for my just call ; 
I am brought here by God's decree 
To rest awhile from labour free, 
Till the great day, then hope to rise 
Thro' Christ to gain a glorious prize. 



ON ROBERT DAVIDSON. 



All you my friends as you pass by 
Behold the place where I do lie. 
From all my griefs and troubles free. 
Prepare yourselves and follow me. 



ON ISAAC AND ELIZA MESSENGER, 



Time was like you, we life possess'd. 
And time will be when yoH shall rest. 



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ON WILLIAM LINNEL, 

Of Crow-hill. 

Adieu ! dear Linnel, from the shades of night. 
Thy passage swift unto the realms of light ; 
Hard was thy conflict, but thy pains are o'er. 
And trouble never shall oppress thee more. 



ON SAMUEL PEARS, 

Diedy 2lst May, 1818 ; aged G9, 

In thy fair book of life divine. 
My God ! inscribe my name ; 
Then let it fill some humble place. 
Beneath the slaughter'd lamb. 



ON JOHN DIXON, 

Of Denton-hobn, 

ATTORNEY AT LAW ; 

Died, November 5, 1792 ; aged 53 years. 

To his lamented loss, for time to come. 
His grieved widow consecrates this tomb : 

With tears inscribes this monumental stone. 
That holds his ashes and expects her own^ 



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IN MEMORY OF 

J0;HN GIBSON, 

SCHOOL-MASTER ; 

Who died, October 18, 1815 ; aged 50 i/earjs. 

Pause reader here ! within this bed of earth 

Slumber the relics of departed worth ; 

A few sad friends who Gibson's loss bemoan. 

Have to his memory rais'd this humble stone. 

A moment stay and mingle with the sigh, 

Rais'd by the thought that thou too, low must lie. 

IN MEMORY OF 

JOHN NIXON, 

Aged 26 years. 

With Christian fortitude that few attain. 
Submissively resignVl he bore his pain ; 



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His parents honour'd and his friends rever'd. 
Death nipt the bud ere yet the bloom appeared. 
But blessed ever are the dead which lie 
In Christ, for they shall sing with him on high, 
When time shall cease to happiness aspire. 
See God in glory and this world on fire. 



ON THE REV. WILLIAM ROBINSON, 

Of Crook-Dykes, 
Who died. May 17, 1779 ; aged 61 years. 

I living planted trees, — of one is made 

This chest wherein my body now is laid ; 

Which to the grave is brought by God's decree, 

There to remain corruption for to see ; 

Till Christ who is the life shall come and say. 

Ye dead arise — It is the Judgment Day. 



As sprightly as the lark I rose. 

And hail'd the rising sun. 
But before his daily course was clos'd, 

My precious life was gone. 
Cut down in youthful manly prime. 

In health and vigour strong ; 
Be careful how you spend your time. 

For certainty their's none- 



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ON MARGARET TEASDALE, 

Of Mumpshall, 

Who died, May 5, 1777 ; aged 98 years. 

What I was once some may relate. 
What I am now is each one's fate ; 
What I shall be none can explain, 
Till he that called, call again. 



IN MEMORY OF 

GEORGE TEASDALE, 

Of Mumpshall, 
Who died, i\pril 27, 1753 ; aged 25 years, 

Altho' in death's cold arras I make my b^d. 
My body sleeps nntil the great assize ; 

When rhe last trump shall wake tite aend. 

Then I, with those that sleep in Christ, shall rise. 



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ON EDWARD BELL and ANN his WIFE, 

Of Lodges, 

Tir'd with travelling thro' this world of sin. 
At length we n^ ctuiie to nature's inn ; 
To rest a wtiiie within this silent tomb. 
Till Christ doih come to take us home ; 
When Christ appears we hope to rise 
Unto a life that never dies. 



SACRED TO THE MEMORY OF 

JOHN HODGSON, 

Late of Low-Houses, 

YEOMAN ; 

Who died, December 17, 1808 ; aged 84 years. 

His disposition was benevolent. 

His heart tender, his temper cheerful. 

And his piety exemplary. 



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He was a loving husband, an affectionate parent, 
A sincere friend, and a good Christian. 

" Honorable age is not that which standethin length 
of time, nor that which is measured by number of 
years ; but wisdom is the grey hair unto men, and an 
unspotted life is old age." 

Ne'er grudge the care in virtue you employ. 
Your present toil will prove your future joy. 



ON THOMAS, Son of JAMES ELLIOT, 

Of Birch-craggy 
Who died, March 6, 1809 ; aged 13 years. 

Tho' infant years no pompous honors claim. 
The vain parade of monumental fame 
To be their praise, the last great day shall rear 
The spotless innocence that sleepeth here. 



ON EDWARD BELL, 

Who died, 8th July, 1736 ; aged 16 years. 

Cropt in his blooming age ; if we by grace 
His time compute, he liv'd but a short space. 
Dead whilst alive, in dying life begins. 
Short race of life—but what— a crown he wins ! 



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In sin, bim death attacks, but grace steps in 
And makes him triumph over death and sin ; 
Thus by Christ's death, in death he's made to cry, 
*'Death where's thy sting^" "Grave vvhere's thy victory?' 



ON MARY LAWSON, 
Of Milton, 

Aged 7 years. 

Like flow'rs that open with the morning suu 

And die away before one course is run ; 

So blovv'd this flow'r and promised much dehght. 

But, oh ! she wither'd with the shades of night ; 

Transplanted now behoki she ever shines 

In better soil and far more happj climes. 



ON CHARLES BELL, 

Who died, April 20, 1774 ; aged 23 years. 

Behold a man lies mould'ring in this tomb, 
A youth nipt off just ripening into bloom; 
But yet grieve not at my departed breath, 
The paths of life he thro' the gates ot death ; 
All meaner things let Heav'n-born souls despise. 
And soar extatic to their native skies. 



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In 3t0el i^ttri:^* 



In the Choir is this Inscription :— 
Hie jacet ille cinis, qui niodo Lav\son erat. 

Even such is time which taltes in trust. 
Our youth and joys and all we have. 

And pays us but with age and dust. 
Within the dark and silent grave : 

When we have wand'red ail our ways. 
Shuts up the iUivy of our days; 
And from vviiich earth an^^l grave, and dust. 
The Lord will raise me up I trust. 

Wilfrims Lawson, Miles, ohitt 16 ; die. Apr. anno, 
Aetatis, suce 87, — Annoque salutis 1632. 



On a to}7iistone on the south side of the Chancel : — 
GEORGE CRAGG, 
Of Prior-Hall, gent» 

Who faithfully served Queen Elizabeth, King JameSi 
Prince Henri/, and Charles King oJt England, 1626. 



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mit^t Siearti tf^ux^. 



A MEMORATIVE EPITAPH 

For that excdhntly accomplished gentleman, 

RICHARD BARWISE, 

Late of lltkirk, Esq. 

He died the 13tli February, 1640, 

In the 41thi/ear of his age. 

Below, good Barwise''s closed-in body lies. 
Whose saintly soul joys crovvu'd above the skies; 
City's wise guide, country's chief ornament, 
In grace and nature's gifts most eminent, 
Grave, prudent, pious, stor'd with virtues best. 
Exchanging life for death, by death lives blest ; 
Of whom it's said, none here liv'd more approv'd, 
None died more miss'd, none miss'd was more belov'd ; 
Whose virtuous wife in sable thoughts doth mourn 
Her turtle's loss till laid near to his urn ; 
Oh l pity great so choice a couple should. 
Without grand issue, be reduc'd to mould ; 
Nor can they well, while here they leave a name, 
Shall them survive till thev revive aerain, • 



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IN MEMORY OF 

RICHARD GARTH, M. A. 
Vicar of this Parish. 



Bromfield's Pastor's here intomb'd, 
Richard Garth so v,as he nam'd ; 
God's word to's flock he did declare 
Twice a-day, and would not spare 
T' instruct the youth, help the needy. 
Visit the sick, always ready 
To end debate amongst his neighbours. 
Now he rests from all his labours ; 
Rebellious spirits, he always did hate. 
Obedient to the church, true to the state^ 
Now with Heav'n's choir he sings. 
An anthem to the king of kings, —1673. 



Hallowed be the Sabbath, 
And favew^el! all earthly pelf; 

The week begins on Tuesday, 
For Munday hath hanged himself. 



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In ^olm^(En\iv^m tf^nvtfi. 



November 8, 1619. 

THOMAS CHAMBER, 

Of Rahy-coat,. 

Buried. 

Married Ann Musgrave, daughter of Jack. 

In this Church are the following Epitaphs upon other 
persons of the same family. 



October 21, 1586. 

Here lyeth 

ANN MUSGRAVE, 

Being murdered, the 19th of the said month, with 
the shot of a pistol in her own house at Raby-coat, 
by one Robert Beckworth. She was daughter of 
Jack Musgrave, Captain of Beawcastk, Knt. She 
was married to Thomas Chamber, of Raby-coat, and 
had issue six sons, videl. Robert, Thomas, Jokn^ 
Row, Arthur, Will, and a daughter Florence, 

Y 



i6i 

April 5, 1620. 

Here lyeth 

BARBARA, ifirst Wife to FERGUS GRAHAM-, 

Of Nunnery, 

The second Wife of 

THOMAS CHAMBER, 

Of Rahi/'Coat. 



Felruary VIL 1655. 

John Chamber, till death brought him here^. 

Maintain'd still the custome clear ; 

The church, the wood, and parish right. 

He did defend with all his might ; 

Kept constantly holy sabbath daies. 

And did frequent the church alwaies. 

Gave alms truly to the poor. 

Who dayly sought it at his door ; 

And purchas'd land as much and more, 

Than all his elders did before ; 

He had four children, with two wives. 

They died young, the one wife survivegj 

None better of his rank could be 

For liberal hospitallitk. 



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SiiBigtoti tf^nttfi. 



On the north entrance into the Quire, there is a 
plate of brass on the wall, ivith this 
Inscription :— 

A MEMORATIVE EPITAPH 

For the worthy and loving 

COLONEL THOMAS BARWISE, 

Who died the 15th day of December, 1648 ; 

Actates suce 27. 

T^tay passenger ! for there bold Barwise lies. 
Whose sainted spirit soars above the skies ; 
Stout, wise, yet humble, fitted in each part 
For more command, of comely body, pious heart ; 
Dear to his people, country, kindred dear, — 
Dear to his own associates every where ; 
Who, living was life's lively portraiture. 
And dying Colonel lives crowned sure. 

This Thomas was father to Mr. Barwise of Ilekirk. 



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in 1612, M^illiam Lawson, the Vicar, being removed 
to Hutton, the Vicarage was given by Bishop Kohin' 
son, to Sir Thomas War cup, Clerk ; which Thomas 
long before his death, caused his monument to be 
erected in the Church-yard, with the following Epi- 
taph (all except the date of his own death), of his 
own composing. 

Thomas Warcup prepar'd this stone, 
Ti6^ mind him oft — of his best home ; 
Little but sin and misery here, 
Till we be carried on our beere ; 
Out of the grave and earth's dust. 
The Lord will raise me up I trust ; 
To live with Christ eternallie. 
Who one to save himself did die. 

Mihi est Christus et in vita et in morte lucram» 
Phil. 1, 21. Obit Anno 1653. 



St M^tv% i^avime^ 



ON MR. E. SIMPSON. 

Nipt by the winds unkindly blast, 
Parch'd by the sun's director ray ; 

The momentary glories waste. 
The short liv'd beauties die awav. 



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ON MR. J. DIXON. 

Step soft ye friends, on hallow'd ground ye tread-^ 
Lest you disturb the mansions of the dead ; 
A tender parent rests in peaceful dust, 
His manners gentle, and his actions just ; 
Esteem'd he was by all, by all approv'd. 
And died lamented, as he liv'd belov'd. 



ON MR. ROBERT BOYES, 

Teacher in Castle-street. 

How greatly useful once, avails thee not. 
Thy jokes and foibles soon will be forgot ; 
We're not ungrateful, now thy loss we see. 
And raise this tombstone to thy memory. 

Erected hy hi 2 Scholai^s. 



ON MR. THOMAS CARLYLE, 

Who died, November 15, 1810. 

In life's long passage upright truth was thine^ 

In thy cold dust what spirit used to shine ; 

Fancy and truth, and energy and zeal. 

What most we love in life and losing feel ; 

And ne'er did sorrowing friends to Heav'n commend;, 

A fonder parent oj- a firmer friend. 



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Near this place are deposited the remains 6f 

GEORGE LAMONBY, 

Of Newtown, in this Parish, 

CARRIER ; 

Who departed this life, on the 19th of Feb. 1792 ,* 
In the IQth year of his age. 

ALSO, OF 

ANN LAMONBY, his WIFE, 

Who departed this life on the 11th of Feb. 1802 ; 

In the 84f/i year of her age. 

ALSO, IN MEMORY OF 

FRANCIS LAMONBY^. 

Of Newtown y Tanner; 

Son of the above George and Ann Lamonby, 

Who departed this life, on the 18th October, 1809 ; 
In the 48th year of his age. 

Beneath this grass I mould'ring lie. 
Content to live and pleas'd to die ; 
Life has its comforts it is triie^ 
For which to God our thanks are due. 
But Heav'n is the place of rest, 
IVhere good men ever will be blest. 



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TO THE MEMORY OF 

WILLIAM MILES, 

Late Master-gunner of Carlisle Castle, 

Who departed this life, 11th of January, 1814 ; 
Jged 74. 

He was in his Majesty's service 59 years, viz. — 38 
in the Royal Artillery, and 21 in the Civil depart-^ 
ment of the honorable board of Ordnance. 

That all must die is nature's firm decree. 

But how, or when, or where, is hid from thee ; 

Be ever watchful then, preparing still. 

And welcome death, come here when ere he will. 



On a brass plate fastened to a tombstone, 

TO THE MEMORY OF 

ROBERT KIRKMICHAEL, JuN. 

Who departed this life, the 24th of October, 1788 ; 

Aged 60 years. 

Affliction sore with patience bore. 

Physicians were in vain. 
Till death did seize and God did please,. 

To ease me of my pain. 



\6S 

Tn the south-west Aisle of the Chancel^ on the wall 
there are the tivo following Inscriptions : — 



Here is deposited, till a general Resurrection. 
Whatever was mortal of the 

Right Reverend Father in God^ 

SIR GEORGE FLEMING, Bart. 

Late Lord Bishop of Carlisle ; 

Whose regretted dissolution was in July 2, 1747 : 

In the Qlst year of his age. 

And the 13th of his Consecration. 



A prelate, 

Who, by general and well-merited advancements. 

Having passed through every dignity 

To the Episcopal ; 

Supported that with an amiable assemblage 

Of graces and virtues, 

Which eminently formed in his character 

The courteous gentleman and the pious Christian, 

And rendered him a shining ornament 

To his species, his nation, his order^ 

And his deportment. 



111 all humane relations and positions. 

Was squared by the rules of morality and religion. 

Under the constant direction of consummate prudence, 

Whilst his equanimity amidst 

All events and occurrences in an inviolable adherence 

To the golden medium ; 

Made him easy to himself and agreeable to others, 

And had its reward in a cheerful life, 

A serene old age, a composed death. 

His excellent pattern was a continual lesson 

Of goodness and wisdom. 

And remains in his ever-venerable memory. 

An illustrious object of praise and imitation. 



MILDRED, 

A daughter of the Right Reverend Sir Geo. Fleming, 

Of Rydall, Bart. 

Lord Bishop of Carlisle ; 

And relict of Edward Stanley, of Ponsonby-Hall, Esq. 

Died, June 27, 1787 ; aged 71. 

In grateful remembrance of an affectionate parent, 

Whose maternal tenderness. 

Exemplary fortitude and Christian resignation 

In trying scenes of domestic affliction, 

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Were ever eminently conspicuous. 

And whose terrestrial remains 

(Such alas ! is the humbling lot of mortality ), 

Are mingled here with dust and ashes. 

George Edward Stanley ^ of Ponsonhy-Hall, Esq. 

Her only son, and the only survivor of her issue. 

Caused this monument to be erected. 



St iEuV^ttvi% ^arli0le. 



TO THE MEMORY OF 

CATHERINE, the Wife of ALLAN GRAHAM, 
Who died, February 14, 1821 ; aged 44 years. 

Come ye sinners poor and wretched. 

Now is the accepted hour ; 
Jesus ready stands to save you. 

Full of pity join'd with power. 
Let not conscience make you hnger^, 

Nor of fitness fondly dream : 
All the fitness he reqnireth, * 

Is to feel your need of hinii 



in 

^ SACRED TO THE MEMORY OF 

ANNE, the beloved Wife of RALPH HOLMES, 
Innkeeper, Carlisle. 

She departed this life, 10th September, 1819; 
Aged 36 years. 

DESERVEDLY LAMENTED. 

If worth departed draws from thee a tear. 
Stop, passenger I and pay thy tribute here. 
To one in whom we saw those virtues blend. 
That grace the wife, the parent, and the friend ; 
To one, who strove each mortal to relieve. 
Proud to support, but never to deceive ; 
Be hers thy maxim till thy closing breath. 
Still act a Christian's part and welcome death. 



Thy years have flown with rapid wing. 
But like the flying clouds of spring; 

That sweep the teeming earth. 
They shed o'er thee a genial power. 
To foster every fragrant flower. 

Of wisdom and of worth . 
Ptaptur'd we saw each opening day. 
Blossoms of piety display. 

Or genius to genius join, 
Twas ours to drink the perfum'd breath. 
Gaze on their bloom till lost in death. 

Their fruits bless'd child aie thine. 



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StatttUii^* tfiuttf^^^attf. 



On a brass plate fastened to a stone in the ground. 

HERE RESTS THE BODY OF 

ROWLAND SKELTON, 

Son of James and Margaret Skelton, 

Who death called out of the troubles of the world to 
a blessed eternity, March 10, 1782 ; 

hi the 2nd year of his age, 

*^ But now he is dead wherefore should I fast, can I 
bring him back again, — I shall go to him, but he 
shall not return to nie." 

Thou'rt gone fair child, remov'd from earthly cares. 
Death called thee ere thy days knew sin ; 

With holy seraphs to join in prayer, 
Jehovah, Lord thy God and king. 



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IN MEMORY OF 

WINIFRED, Wife of JOHN RELPH, 

Of Carlisle, 

Who died, 19th March, 1815 ; aged 42 years. 

Here rests the pattern of connubial life. 

The tender mother and the faithful wife ; 

Tho' early lost yet brilliant was her course. 

For all her actions flow'd from virtue's source ; 

Integrity was hers that would not bend. 

And piety that still makes Heav'n our friend ; 

Hers too the tender feelings, — for she join'd 

Softness of heart to dignity of mind. 

At that dread hour when freed from cumb'rous clay. 

The spirit springs to climes of endless day, 

Those Heav'n-born hopes were hers that sweetly 

gleam, 
And blend their light with life's departing beam, 

T. SANDERSON. 



ON MR. DAVID BEATY, 
Aged 27. 

Instant death to merit blind. 
The promised lot of human kind ; 
No age avails, no youth can fly. 
Worth and beauty too must die^ 



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ON MR. MATTHEW WILKINSON; 

Who diedy September 6, 1807 ; aged 34 years. 

To earth's dark bosom here we saw consign'd 
What e'er was soft and meek in human kind ; 
Friendship's warm glow, affection's precious tear^. 
Lie quench'd in death's oblivious slumbers here. 
But not forever cas'd in mould'ring dust. 
Sleep the etherial spirits of the just ; 
Messiah's pitying love shall pierce the grave. 
And the pure essence of existence save. 



Here lie the remains of the 

REV. JOHN FARRER, 

Vicar of this parish for 13 years. 

Who departed this life, November 23, A. D. 1808 ^ 

Aged 73 years. 

Friends or strangers ! 

Who read the date of my departure, 

Fiemeinber that your own is also drawing nigh. 

When you must pass into a state of eternal 

And unchangeable happiness or misery. 

According as you have been faithful or unfaithful 

In your service upon earth. 



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Everlasting life and death. 

Unutterable good and evil are now set before you. 

And while it is yet day. 

You are free to choose between them ; 

•May God be with you in this momentous clioice^ 

And make you wise unto Salvation, 

Through faith in Christ Jesus. 



JSeneath are deposited the remains of the. 

REV. MICHAEL WHEELWRIGHT, 

Minister of aS*^. Mary's, and Lecturer of 6*^. Cuthberts 

in Carlisle, and formerly, during 19 years. 

Curate of this parish. 

He departed this life. May 6, 1807 ; aged 54. 

Respected by his parishioners. 
As their sincere and willing servant in Christ. 

Endeared to his friends by mild manners 

And inviolable fidelity ; 

He never had an enemy except the unworthy. 

To the memory of a husband deservedly beloved 
And deeply regretted. 

This monument was erected hy Mary Wheelwright. 

" The memory of the just is blessed." 



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IN MEMORY OF 

WILLIAM GARNETT, 

An Inhahilant of this parish, who was unfortunately 
drowned in the River Eden^ 

July 17, 1805 : in the 22d year of his age. 

This monument ivas erected as a tribute of esteem hi} 
his brethren of the Loyal Cumberland Rangers. 

Reader ! if virtue's path thou dost not tread, 
O ! take this lesson from the silent dead ; 
From folly fly and to religion turn. 
For soon will life's short taper cease to burn. 



TO THE MEMORY OF 

JUDITH, the Wife of JOHN GIBBONS, 
And daughter of Joseph and Mary Ferguson^ 

Of Harker, 

Who died, the SOth of September, 1781 ; aged 36. 

Also Judith her daughter, who died in her infancy. 

Behold my friend and cast an eye. 
Then go thy way, prepare to die ; 
Repent with speed, make no delay, 
I iji my prime was called way. 



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Cpnetnotttft Mon^^UtVt i^ortjuml&erlatttr* 

The bodies of MALCOLM, King of Scotland, 

And his son, Prince Edward, both slaiji on 

St. Bride's day, A. D. 1094 ; 

Were interred in this Monastery. 



Here wait a blessed resurrection the mortal remains of 

ARCHIBALD SEPTIMUS HEDGE, 

Lieutenant, East- Essex Militia, 

Who died, August 26, 1805 ; aged 28 years. 

No sculptured marble, here no pompous lay. 
No storied urn, nor monumental bust ; 

This simple stone directs a sister's way, 
To pour her sorrows o'er a brother's dust. 
A A 



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IN MEMORY OF 

ROBERT AND ELIZABETH COLLINGS' 

CHILDREN. 



Paternal God and author of our frame, 

Tb\ kingdom come and hallowed be thy name; 

Mav we obey like an2:e!s in the sky. 

Oar daily wants with daily bread supply ; 

As we our debtors, do thou our debts forgive. 

Guard us from vice while here on earth we live ; 

So shall our goodness in our welfare shine. 

Then be the kingdom, power, and glory thine. 



IN MEMORY OF 

DINAH JACKSON, 

Of North Shields, 
Who died, 25th April, 1799 ; aged 58. 



Here rests from all the cares of life. 
The tender mother and the virtuous wife ; 
Each fleeting day aliections sweet did tend. 
The kind companion and the constant friend : 



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Mixt with its native dust the body lies. 
The soul triumphs and lives above the skies ; 
Stop, passenger ! look o'er this hallow'd spot. 
What now is here, one day shall be thy lot ! 



HERE LIETH THE BODY OF 

HENRY REAY, Esq. 

Merchant ; 

Alderman, and twice Mayor of Newcastle-upon-Tyne, 

Died, October 18, 1743 ; aged 63 years. 



He was a Magistrate able, 
Generous, and of a truly pure spirit of rehgion. 

A zealous advocate and defender of the 
Church of England, and those that wait at its altar. 

A sincere friend and unvierstandin^ patron, 

In the various Institutions of pubhc charity, a prudent 

Director and muaiticeni benefactor 

Oi exact inregrity in commerce. 

Humanity to strangers, civility to acquaintanceSj 

And generositv to all. 



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SARAH, Wife of THOMAS FENWICK, 

Of Milbonrn-PIace, North Shields, 

Who died, 5th September, 1805 ; aged 33. 

Beneath reposes all that Heav'n could give, 
To sweeten Hfe and bid affection Hve ; 
One who evinced as mother, wife and friend, 
That virtue was her being's aim and end. 

But while with tears thy early fate we mourn. 
Sigh for these joys that never can return ; 
May we one spark of thy bright virtues gain, 
Like thee to live and endless bHss obtain. 



ON ROBERT BAXTER, 

Who ivas poisoned, October 4, 1796; 

Aged 50 years. 

All you that please these lines to read, 
Twill cause a tender heart to bleed ; 
1 murdered was upon the Fell, 
And by the man I knew full well. 



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By bread and butter which he laid, 
I, being harmless, was betray'd ; 
I hope he will rewarded be, 
Who laid that poison there for me. 

Robert Baxter died in great agony, in consequence 
of eating some bread and butter, containing a quan- 
tity of Arsenick, which he found wrapt up iu a 
clean Linen cloth, as he was taking his accus- 
tomed walk on his Sheep pasture. A fevengeful 
neighbour with whom he had quarrelled was suspec- 
ted to have prepared this poisoned food, purposely 
for his destruction. 



i^ortj Sfii^l^^ c$urr|)=^i)aitr* 



The following Epitaph has been the subject of much 
laughter to many persons on account of its absurdity : 

IN MEMORY OF 

JAMES BELL, 

Of North Shields, 
Who died, 16th of January, 1763 ; aged 42 years. 



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MARGARET, Widow of the above said JAS. BELL> 

Died, December ^0 ; aged 49 years. 

She was Wife after to 
William Fenwick, of North Shields, 



The following Lines were written under it with a 
Pencil :— 



As in the Scriptures it is said. 

No marriages in Heav'n are made ; 

It seems that Margarets ghost did go. 

To Pluto's dreary realms below ; 

There she poor soul not long had tarried. 

Till her friend Will and she got married. 



W'^^tt^ C^aisel, ilTBiint^ of Hurftam. 

A square Pillar with four brass plates, 

COMMEMORATE NINTY-ONE PERSONS, 

Who were unfortunately killed 

In Fellon Colliery, 

May 24, 1812. 



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0N SUSANNAH, Wife of ROBERT DIXOX, 
Of North Shields, 

MASTER MARINER. 

A loving wife, a parent dear. 

In virtuous path she trod ; 
A neighbour kind, a friend sincere. 

May Heav'n be her abode. 



ON MARY SANDERSON. 

She in a sacred calm resign'd her breath. 

And as her eye-lids closed, she smil'd in death. 



mu^t l^joltr^n* 



ON JANE TATE. 



Weep not for me dear friends, but mark. 
Ye all must lose the vital spark ; 
Wliether by sudden death or slow, 
JFor time will march and all must go. 



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ON GEORGE ROBINSON. 

Here lies in dust liis cold remains. 
Once kindled by a generous heart ; 

In feeling others' wants and pains. 
He bore a manly Christian part. 



HERE LIETH THE BODY OF 

RALPH TYRER, 

Late Vicar of Kendal, B. D. 

Who died, June 4, A. D, 1627. 

London bred me, Westminster fed me, 
iJambridge sped me, my sister wed me ; 
Study taught me, living^ sought me. 
Learning brought me, Kendal caught me. 
Labour press'd me, sickness distress'd me. 
Death oppress'd me, the grave possess'd me ; 
God first gave me, Christ did save me, 
Earth did crave me, and Heav'n would have me, 

Composed by himself. 



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IN MEMORY OF 

MRS. FRANCES STRICKLAND, 

Late Wife of Mr. John Strickland, of Strickland, 

And daughter of Edward Backhouse, of 

Mooreland, Esq. 



She was born r "J 1690. 

Married I 2^th of June, V 1708. 

Buried I ) 1725, 



Emblem of temporal good, the day that gave 
Her birth and marriage, saw her in the grave j 
Wing'd with its native love her soul took flight. 
To boundless regions of eternal light. 



Weep not my friends I my race was run, 
I rest in peace, the battle's won ; 
My crown is bright, there's millions more. 
Fight a good fight and be conqueror. 
Press to the mark, the prize is sure. 
Fear not, be strong, the race endure ; 
Soon shall we meet to part nc more. 
Farewell, dear friends ! I only go before, 
Bb 



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On a brass plate : 

TO THE MEMORY OF 

The most religious and orthodox Christian, 

The most loyal subject^ and most ancient^ and most 
Serviceable member of this Corporation, 

WILLIAM GUY, 

Of Water- Crook, gentleman. 

Who died the 25th day of December, 1683 ; 

Jged 84 years. 



Had loyalty been life, brave Guy thou had then. 

Stood KendaVs everlasting Alderman^ — 

Nay, could the joint united force of all. 

That's good or virtuous over death prevail. 

Thy life's time thread, no time or fate could sever. 

And thou still liv'd to pray * King live for ever.' 

But thou art gone, a proof such virtue is. 

Too good for earth and only fit for bliss ; 

And blissful seats, where if blessed spirits do. 

Concern themselves with any thing below ; 

Thy prayers the same thou still dost supplicate. 

For Charles life, for England's Church and State ; 

Whilst to thy just eternal memory, 

Envy and malice must in this agree, — 

None better lov'd or serv'd his Prince than thee. 



J 



im 



MmHal c8tirc8'»attr* 



HERE LIETH THE BODY OF 

JOSEPH HALL, M. A. 

Sometime Fellow of Queen's College, Oxford; 

xAnd late Rector of Wey-Hill, Hants. 

Who, 

By the help of good natural talents. 

And a constant application to literature. 

Acquired to a masterly perfection. 

The knowledge of various languages. 

Ancient and modern ; 

Of Philosophy, through all its branches ; 

Of Divinity his principal profession. 

Such uncommon attainments, with an open 

Ingenuous temper. 

And the firmest integrity of heart. 

Rendered him a most valuable and faithful friend ; 

An useful and ornamental member of society ; 

An excellent College tutor. 

An accomplished and respectable parish Minister. 



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He departed this life in Kendal, 

July 13, 1756 ; 

On a piously intended visit to his aged parent, 

Mr. Nicholas Hallt of Lazonbi/, Cumberland ; 

Who caused this monument to be erected 
In memory of so deserving and dutiful a son. 



f^eljer05^w t%\ixt% 



Between two arches in the north Aisle of the Chan- 
cel, belonging heretofore to the Bellinghams, and now 
to the Earis of Suffolk and Berkshire, is an elegant 
monument with the following Inscription: — 

HERE LYETH THE BODY OF THE 

LADY DOROTHIE BELLINGHAM, 

Daughter of Sir Francis Boynton, of Barenston, 
In the County of York, Knt, 

And Wife to Sir Henry Bellingham, of Heslington, 

In the County of Westmorland, Knt. and Bart. 
She dyed the 23«? of January, 1626; Aetat sucb 32. 

Thrise six year told, brought up by parents dear. 
Daily by them instructed in God's fear ; 



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Twice seven years more I liv'd to one betroth. 

Whose means, — yea hfe were common to us both ; 

Seven children in that space fco bim I brought. 

By nature perfect and of hopeful growth. 

His parents unto me, dear as mine own. 

There loves were such as to the world's well known ; 

But ere that one year more her course had run, 

God in his mercie unto me hath shewn ; 

That all these earthly comforts are but joys. 

Being compar'd with those celestial joys ; 

Which thro' the blood of Christ are kept in store. 

For those in whom his word has rul'd before ; 

To labour borne I bore, and by that form 

I bore to earth, to earth I straight was borne. 



$tt iJetJatn cfiurtfi* 

Near this pillar are interred the remains of 

DANIEL WILSON, Esq. 

Of Dallam Tour ; 

Who departed this life the tilst of May, A. D, 1754; 

Aged 74. 



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He married Elizabeth daughter of William Crowle, 

Of Hull, Esq. Yorkshire, 

By whom he had issue 6 sons and 2 daughters. 

He represented the County of Westmoreland, 

In Parliament near 40 years. 

With the strictest honor and integrity. 

In private life. 

He was an affectionate husband, an indulgent parent, 

A sincere friend, an hospitable neighbour; 

And in all stations of life. 

His conduct was uniform and consistant. 

His son Edward Wilson^ Esq. 
Erected this monument to his memory. 



On a marile monument. 

In pious memory of the Worshipful 

SIR JOHN OTWAY, Knt. 

Vice Chancellor of the County palatine of Durham ; 

Late one of the Readers of Gray's Inn, 



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Ajidone of His Majesty King Charles II. Counsel, 
Learned in the Law : 

To whom he was very instrumental in his 

Happy restoration, 

He hved much beloved, and died much lamented. 

The 15th of October, 1693 ; 

In the 74th year of his age. 

In memory of him, his sorrowful lady hath 
Caused this monument to be erected. 



St itatirntcf, ^ppIrtiL^ 



In the inside of this Church, at the south end of the 
Communion table, is a noble monument within high 
Iron grates ; on the south side of which monument is 
this Legend : — 

Here lyeth interred the body of 

LADY MARGARET RUSSEL, 

Countess Dowager of Cumberland, 

Youngest child of Francis Russel, second Earl of 
Bedford ; 



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Married to George Lord Clifford, third Earl of 

Cumberland ; 

She lived his Wife 29 years, and died his widow at 

Brougham Castle, 24th of May ; 

Ten years and Seven months after his decease. 

She had issue by him two sons, Francis and Robert, 
Who both died young ; 

And one daughter, the Lady Anne Clifford, 
Married to Richard Sackviile, third Earl of Dorset ; 

Who in the memory of her religious mother. 
Erected this monument A. D. 1617. 



Upon the north side of the same monument :- 



Who faith, love, mercy, noble constancy. 
To God, to virtue, to distress, to right ; 

Observ'd, express'd, shew'd, held religiously. 
Hath here this monument : thou seest in sight. 

The corn of her earthly part ; but, passenger I 

Know Heav'n and fame contains the best of her. 



Of them who wrapt in earth so cold. 
No more the smiling day shall view ; 

Should many a tender tale be told. 
For many a tender thought is due. 

LANGHORNE, 



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barton cf^nvcf^. 



On a brass plate in the Chancel is the following 
Inscription : — • 



Hie jacet Francisca Dawes, filia Thomce Flecker, de 
Strickland, artnigeri, naiu maxima ; perqueim charis- 
sima quidem et perdilecta usor Lanceloti Dawes, de 
Barton-kirk, gentrosi, quce huie mundo, spe multo 
melioris, 2'3d Feb. veledixit ; anno Aetatis su(b 23 ; 
Annoque Dni 1673. 



Under this stone, reader ! interr'd doth lye. 
Beauty and virtue's true epitome : 
At her appearance the noon-sun 
Blush'd and shrunk in 'cause quite outdone. 
In her concentred did all graces dwell, 
God pluck'd my rose, that he might take a smell; 
I'll say no more : but weeping wish I may 
Soon with thy dear chaste ashes come to lay. 
** Sic efflevit maritus^' 
' C C 



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III Mivl^^ gte|i|eit rlfturrft^Yattr, 

1762. 

TO THE MEMORY OF 

THE REV. JOSEPH LANGHORNE, 

Of Winton ; 
And ISABEL his Wife. 

Her, who to teach this trembling hand to write, 
Toil'd the long day and watch'd the tedious night ; 
I mourn, tho' number'd with the Heav'nly host. 
With her the means of gratitude are lost. 

J. LANGHORNE, 

This is that John Langhorne, D. D. who hath 
favoured the public with many elegant productions, 
both in prose and verse. 



In ¥Dri& Ciratft^UtaL 



The briar-bound turf and cenotaph on high. 
Proclaim, proclaim aloud that men is born to die ; 



195 

Soon will the mournful yew, or cypress wave 
O'er the grey stone, that marks thy silent grave; 
Yet why repine since one benignant power 
Ordains the natal and the final hour ; 
Revere his hallow'd laws, his mercy trust. 
His arm paternal guards the wise and just; 
Raise thy low groveling thoughts to scenes above, 
Realms of eternal peace, and joy, and love. 



TO THE MEMORY OF 



WILLIAM BURGH, A. M. 



Lost in a jarring world's tumultous cries, 

Uumark'd around us fall the goud and wise ; 

Here Burgh is laid a venerable name. 

To virtue sacred, not unknown to fame ; 

Let those he lov'd, let those who lov'd him tell. 

How dear he liv'd and how lamented fell ; 

Tell ef the void his social spirit left. 

Of comforts long enjoy'd, for ever reft 

Of wit that gilded many a sprightly hour — 

Of kindness when the scene of Joy was o'er. 

Of truth's ethereal beam, by learning given 

To guide his virtues to their native Heav'n ; 

Nor shall their sorrowing voice be heard unmov'd. 

While gratitude is left, or goodness lov'd ; 

But listening crowds this honour'd tomb attend. 

And children's children, bless their father's friend. 



196 

ON A LADY. 

It worth departed claims the Christian's sighs. 
Here pause and weep, for here a Christian lies ; 
Her gentle spirit sought the poor to bless. 
To bind up sorrows, wounds, and heal distress : 
For this shall grief with tears bedew her sod. 



In ^U mMU^ ^vippUq^tt, Hontroit* 

On a spacious monument, 

IN MEMORY OF 

THOMAS BUSHBY, 

Citizen and Cooper^ 

Obit. July 11, 1575; 

With his image, holding one hand on a death's head, 
the other ivith gloves, and with this Inscription. 

Thus Sushhy, willing to relieve the poor, 

With fire and with bread ; 
Did give the house wherein he dwelt. 

Then called the Queens head. 



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Four full loads of the best charcoal. 

He would have bought each year ; 
And forty dozen of wheaten bread, 

For poor householders here. 
To see these things distributed^ 

This Bushhy put in trust 
The Vicar and Church-Wardens, 

Thinking them to be just. 
God grant that poor householders here. 

May thankful be for such ; 
So God will move the minds of more. 

To do for them as much. 
And let this good example move. 

Such men as God hath bless'd, 
To do the Hke before they go. 

With Bushhy to their rest. 
Within this chapel Bushhy s bones. 

In dust awhile must stay ; 
Till he that made them raise them up, 

To live with Christ for ave. 



On a marble monument. 
Within this aisle lyeth buried the body of 

CHARLES LANGLEY, 

Some time of this parish. Ale brewer^ 

Who was buried the iyth day of June, 1662 ; 

And did give bountifully to the poor of this parish. 



198 

If Langhy's life you list to know. 

Read on and take a view ; 
Of faith and hope I will not speak. 

His works shall tell them true. 
Who whilst he hv'd with counsel grave^, 

The better sort did guide ; 
A stay to weak, a staff to poor. 

Without backbite or pride. 
And when he diea he gave his M, 

All that did him befall ; 
For ever once a year to clothe, 

St Giles poor with all. 
All Saints he pointed for the day. 

Gowns, twenty ready made ; 
With twenty shirts, and twenty smocks. 

As they may best be had. 
A sermon eke he hath ordain'd, 

That God may have his praise ; 
And others might be won thereby. 

To follow Langley's ways. 
On Vicar and Church-Wardens ihen^ 

His trust he hath repos'd ; 
As they will answer him one day. 

When all shall be disclosed. 
Thus being dead yet still he hves. 

Lives never for to die ; 
In Heav'n's bliss, in world's fame. 

And so I trust shall I. 



Launcelot Andrews, Vicarc 



John Taylor, 
Wil. Hewet, 
Edw. Stirling, 
Richard May, 






■ Church- Ward ens. 



199 

In the front of the noi^th gallery, is a fine head and 
accompaniments hy Mr. Bacon , 

TO THE MEMORY OF 

JOHN MILTON, 

Author of Paradise Lost ; 
Bora December, 1608 ; died, November, 1674. 

His father John Milton^ died, March, 1646 ; 
They were both interred in this Church. 



TO THE MEMORY OP 

ANN MARTHA HAND, 

Wife of G. Watson Hand, M.A. Ficar of this parish. 

Who died after a few hours ilhiess, July 5, 1784 ; 

Aged 38 years. 

By the prudence of her conduct. 

By the sweetness of her temper, and the unaffected 

Piety of her heart. 

Amidst times of dissipation. 

And in the possession of youth, beauty and fortune^ 

An example of domestic and religious excellence. 



200 

For worth so dear, the eternal tear might flow. 
And love would sanctify an husband's woe ; 
But truth the record of that worth displays. 
And takes from sorrow, what it gives to praise. 
The alternate claims his grateful heart divide. 
And memory's misery is affection's pride. 



201 

IN MEMORY OF 

FRANCIS IRVING, 

Provost of Dumfries, 

Died, 8th November, 1633 ; 
Aetat 68. 

King James the first, me Baliff nam'd, 
Dumfrks oft since me Provost nam'd ; 
God has for me ane crown reservVl, 
For king and country have I serv'd. 



HERE LYES 

JAMES CORRIE, 
Of Speddocky — Merchant , 

Who often enjoyed and faithfully discharged 
The office of chief Magistrate within this Burgh. 



202 

During a long and deserved trust he acted 

With prudence and moderation. 

And a steadv zeal for the public interest. 

Active, assiduous, enterprizing. 

He happily devised and successfully pursued the 

Most commendable methods in business, 

Hevived declining trade, and excited by his example. 

An industrious emulation in others. 

In every respect (for it was his ambition), 

He truly promoted the general weal 

Having joined to an unblemished integrity 

Those rare abilites, which rendered him amiable 

And useful in life. 

In death justly regretted as a good man, 
A sincere friend and a worthy citizen. 

He died, November 8, 1742 ; aged 59 years. 



ON A WOMAN, 

Who expressed a wish that if she was ever with Child^ 

she might not survive its birth. She became 

pregnant, and agreeable to her wish 

died in Child-bed. 

In child-bed lare she often wish'd to dye. 
And so she did — it pleas'd his Majestic, 



203 

TO THE MEMOEY OF 

THOMAS MOUAT, 

Wig-maker in Dumfries, 

Who died the 18th day of November, 1735 ; 

AgeA 54 years. 

Two lovers true for ten years space absented 
By stormy seas and wars, yet liv'd cciiteuted ;— - 
We met for eighteen years and married were, 
God smil'd on us, our wind blew always fair ; 
We're anchor'd here waiting- our master's call. 
Expecting with him joys perpetual. 



TO THE MEMORY OF 

JAMES CORBET, Esq. 

Late Provost of this Burgh, 

Who died, the 25th of January, 1762 ; 

Aged 53 years. 

Endued with an understanding solid and acute. 

Yet he was distinguished, 

IBy an unassuming modesty, honest and benevoleDt* 



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Sedate and good humoured, gentie and obliging^ 

An agreeable and useful member of society ; 

A. warm and steady friend ; 

A husband and father affectionate and tender. 

In health he maintained a conduct 
Regular and virtuous ; 

In sickness a behaviour patient and resigned ; 
And in his last moments a fortitude decent and manly. 



IN MEMORY OF 

SERJEANT WRIGHT, 

Of the Royal Westmoreland Militia, 

Who departed this life, 30th of March, 1807 ; 

Aged 37 years. 

The regiment, to evince their esteem for him while 
living, and to perpetuate him now dead, have erected 
this stone to his memory, conceiving it the only way 
of proving how much they deplore and lament the 
loss of an honest, faithful and worthy comrade. 

Whilst sad remembrance paints the scene of woe. 
Our torturd breasts their anguish will reveal; 

In spite of consolation, tears will flow. 
And silent tell the poignant grief we feel. 



205 

IN MEMORY OF 

MRS. MITCHELL, 
Spouse to Mr. John Mitchell, Collector of Excise^ 

DUMFRIES ; 
Who died, the 7th November, 1792 ; aged 50 years. 

Death wounds to cure, we fall, we rise, we reigu, — 
Spring from our fetters fasten in the skies ; 
Where blooming Eden withers in our sight. 
This Kins; of Terrors is the Prince of Peace, 



SACRED TO THE MEMORY OF THE 

REV. DR. WILLIAM BURNSIDE, 

Admitted Minister of the new Church of Dumfries, 

June 22, 1780 ; 

Translated to St, Michaels, June 19, 1794 ; 

He died, January 6, 1806 ; aged 55 years. 

His fidelity in the charge of every domestic duty. 

And the kindness of his heart 

Endeared him to his family. 



20§ 

His extensive knowledge and learning ; 

The vivacity of his imagination. 

And the benevolence and liberality of his mind^ 

Rendered his conversation delightful 

In the circle of his friends. 

The eloquence and usefulness of his pastoral 

Instructions ; his rational piety. 

Affability of manners and integrity of life. 

Commanded the esteem, and w^on the affections 

Of his flock; 

Thus endowed, and thus beloved in death. 

His death was generally and deeply regretted. 



HERE LIETH THE BODY OF 

JOHN PATTERSON, 

Son to John Patterson, Merchant in Dumfries^ 

Who died the 10th of November, 1711 ; 

Aged 16 years and 8 months, 

■\\Tien parents, friends and neighbours hop'd to see^ 
These early buds of learning, pietie ; 
And temper good, produce some fruit, 
Behold death plucks the plant up by the root. 



207 

HERE LIES 

WILLIAM GRIERSON, 

Pentland, INIartyr, 

Tor his adherifig to the word of God, and appear- 
ing for Chrisfs kinglie government in his house, 
and the covenanted work of Reformation against 
perjury and prelacy. Executed, January 2, 1067. 
Rev, 12. 11. 

Under this stone, lo ! here doth lye. 
Dust sacrific'd to tyranny ; 
Yet precious in ImmaniiaU's sight. 
Since martyr'd for his kinglie right ; 
When he condemns these helUsh drudges. 
By suffering saints shall judge their judges, 



IN MEMORY OF 

ROBERT ANDERSON, 

Painter and Glazier in Dumfries, 

Who died, the 24th of May, 1792 ; 

Aged 80 years. 

They may write epitaphs who can, 
J say here lies an honest man I 



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HERE LIES 

JAMES KIRK, 

A Martyr shot dead upon the sands of Dumfries^ 
for his adhearing to the word of God, Christ's kinglie 
gGvernment in his house, and the covenanted work of 
Reformation against tirranie, perjurie and prelacie^ 
1685. Rev. 12. 11. 



By bloody Bruce and wretched Wright, 
I lost my life in great desight ; 
Shot dead without dtie time to cry 
And fit me for eternity ; 
A witness of prelatick rage. 
As ever was in anie age. 



SARAH, THE WIFE of ROBERT CUTLAR, 

Merchant, 

Died, 6th December, 1759 ; aged 44. 

Pious and devout, friendly and affectionate. 

Open and sincere ; 
She pass'd through life, under a heavy pressure 

Of long affliction, 
Cheerfully sustained in the supporting prospect 

Of a better state. 



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Underneath this humble stone lies all that could die of 
WILLIAM MUNDO, 

MERCHANT IN DUMFRIES ; 

And of his Wife Mary Blacklock, 

Who, after having raised for themselves, in the 

Admiration and aflfectionate regard 

Of the wise and good, 

A monument more precious than could be erected 

By human art, were called to Heaven ; 

She on 25th Sept. 1764 ; and he on 4th April, 1768. 



On a monument on the Church walL 

JIERE LIES THE BODY OF THE 

REV. MR. PATRICK LINN, 
Ordained Minister of Dumfries, May 12, 1715. 

Who was adorned with bright natural parts. 

Solid learning and unaffected piety ; 

He with unwearied diligence and unusual success, 

vStudied the knowledge of the several parts of 

Divine Revelation, 

E JB 



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Especially the perfection of God, 

The depravity of human nature, 

Man's recovery and salvation by Christ ; 

And all the parts of practical religion, 

All which he delivered in public with uncommon 

Eloquence, undaunted courage. 

And impartial freedom, to the edification of many: 

He was faithful in every relation of a truly 

Christian spirit. 

Hating dissimulation and craft in every shape : 

Candid, just, benevolent, bountiful, &c. 

He died, August 1, 1731, 
In the 44th year of his age. 



TO THE MEMORY OF 

JOHN AIKIN, 

Writer in Dumfries^ 
Of his truly valued and beloved wife Jean Macdowall, 
And of their Infant daughter Jean Macdowall Aikin, 

This mamage formed from a congeniality 

Of sentiment and soul. 

From a long and steady attachment. 

From friendship and from love. 



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Was dissolved on the 21st of February, 1794 ; 

By the death of a fond and tender mother, 

Jged 34 years. 

And indissolubly re-united on the 16th July, 1806 ; 

By the death of a revered father. 

Aged 52 years. 

Her virtues and accomplishments. 

His talents and liberality seldom equalled. 

Were in them united ; 

An object of respect and esteem to all. 



SACRED TO THE MEMORY OF 

ALEXANDER HERRIES MAXWELL, 

Of Munches, Esq, 

Who died on the 28th of June, 1815 ; 

In the list year of his age. 

Benevolent, frank, social and warm hearted. 

He was a steady and sincere friend ; 

And always ready to advance the interests of those 

Who had any claim to his good offices. 

After a residence of thirty-six years in London^ 

He relinquished the medical profession. 



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In which he had been indefatigable ; 

And retiring to the vicinity of his native town, 

He devoted the remainder of his days to the exercise 

Of His accustomed hospitality, the pursuit 

Of agriculture. 

And the promotion of every place. 

For the improvement of the country : 

Thus his life was extensively useful and his death 

Most deeply lamented. 



On a monument on the west end of the Church, 

IN MEMORY OF THE 

REV. MR. JOHN SCOTT, 

He was boim, A. D. 1697 ; 

Advanced to the Ministry of the Gospel, 

At Holy-wood, February 4, 17*25 ; 

Translated to the new Church of Dumfries, 

November 30, 1732 ; 

And died, April 17, 1770 ; 

Universally esteemed and regretted. 



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The virtues of his character in private and public life. 

Will be long remembered (and most justly) witli 

Veneration by his family, 

Congregation and acquaintance. 

He was an affectionate husband and parent., 

A warm and steady friend, 

A learned and able Divine, 

A faithful reprover of vice ; and a 

Bright pattern of the duties he taught. 

He was a sensible and cheerful companion. 

Possessed of extensive knowledge ; 

Remarkable for his accuracy in the discipline 

And government of this Church : 

And most zealous for the public weal. 

//. Tim, Chap. 4, v. 7, and 8. 



On a marble monument on the Church walL 

TO THE MEMORY OF 

PHILADELPHIA DOUGLAS, 

Daughter of James Douglas, of Dor nock. 
And Wife of Robert MacMurdo, of Drungen ; 

Who, having lived in this frail world 31 years, adorned 
With innocence, and the most amiable virtues. 



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Was called to immortality by the great rewarder of 
the good, upon the 6th day of February, 1754. 

■ Nor herb, fruit, flow'r 



Glistening with dew, nor fragrance after showers ; 
Nor grateful evening mild, nor walk by moon. 
Or glittering star light, without thee is sweet." 



TO THE MEMORY OF 

ROBERT IRVING, Esq. , 
Youngest son of the late John Irving, Esq. 
Of Boushaw ; 
Late Lieutenant-Colonel of the 10th Regiment. 

A brave and deserving Officer, 

And very humane man ; 

Who lost his life in the West Indies, 

In the service of his country, October 5, 1794 ; 

Aged 50 year&. 

And of William Irving, his son, 

A promising youth here interred ; 

Who died prematurely, January 25, 1799 ; 

In the 10th year of his age. 



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A pillar or column is erected near the Market-PIace 

of Dumfries ; which contains the folloiving 

Inscription :— 

SACRED TO THE MEMORY OF 

CHARLES, DUKE of QUEENSBERRY, 
And DOVER, 

Erected hy the County of Dumfries, 

As a monument of their veneration for the eharacter 

Of that illustrious nobleman ; 

Whose exalted virtues rendered him the ornament 

Of society, and uhose numerous acts 

Of public beneficence and private charity, 

Endeared him to his country. 

01). 22d Oct. 1778; Aetat 80. 



ON JOHN GRAHAM, 

Of Rose-trees ; 

JANET IRVING, his SPOUSE, 

Christopher Graham, their son, and Ms Wife. 



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Praises on tombs are trifles vainly spent, 
Let each good name be its own monument ; 
What's here said, ye living it doth respect. 
That thou, O mail ! may'st seriously reflect 
On this memento, which in mind still have, 
That each moment on the former shuts the grave ; 
Thy warrant is gone out, tho' dormant yet. 
Perhaps behind one moment lurks thy fate ; 
Which opes the scene to eternal future things. 
Which closes all, and final sentence brings. 



Known to few, esteemed by many. 

Who lived between fame and obscurity. 

Neither abounding nor difficient in learning, 

Devoted to his school ; 

But as a Christian, having finished his life 

And labour together, here desires to rest undisturbed^ 

JOHN DRYDEN, 
Who died, 26tk March, 1810 ; aged 71 years. 



ON MARGARET HOLLIDAY, 

Spouse to David Stewart, Shoe-7naker, in Cleugh-side, 
Who died, April 11, 1803 ; aged 63 years. 

For twenty years and eight I liv'd a maiden's life. 
And five and thirty years I was a married wife ; 



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And in that space of time eight children, I did bear. 
Four sons, four daughters, who were lov'd most dear j 
Three of that number, as the Scriptures run, 
Preach up the way to Heaven, and Hell to shun. 



IN MEMORY OF THE 

REV. MR. JAMES GATT, 

Late Minister of the Gospel -kere. 

Who died, October 31, 1787 ; 

In the QQth year of his age. 



He was 60 years Minister of this parish. 

During which long period 

He discharged the office of Pastor, 

With the most unwearied diligence and fidelity. 

Exemplifying in his walk and conversation. 

The power of that religion which he inculcated, 

F F 



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By the simplicity of his manners. 

And the affability of his conduct, 

He was highly esteemed by his flock ; 

And deservedly held in the greatest veneration 

By all who had the pleasure of his acquaintance. 

In memoria perpetua est Justus, 

Utinam post hujus vitce exitumfelicitatem;, 

Consequar coeli repositam. 



IN MEMORY OP 

JEAN Mc'KAY 

Spouse to George Forsyth, 

In Calverfs'holme, 

Who died, the 2d February, 1798 ; 
Aged 30 years. 

Let no man boast of beauty bright^ 
She that lies here was my delight ; 
Till cruel death did on her call. 
And left me to lament her falL 



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nnnm olti ^uvtf^^siv^* 



HERE LIES 

MRS. BARBARA STEWART, 

Spouse to John Room, in Stewart-town in the parish 
of Kirkcuner, and Shire of Galloway, 

Who departed this life at Tordoch, the 16th day of 
March, 1730 ; aged 41 years : 

Leaving behind her six children » 



Beneath this stone in silent slumbers sleeps 
Her sacred dust, whose soul sweet Jesus keeps ; 
Which wing-'d its way thro' ether's regions high. 
To be united with saints above the sky ; 
In piety with virtue bright she shone, 
A tender mother, wife and friend in one ; 
Lamented death, those children dear did cost. 
Husband grief for what they had, and lost. 



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IN MEMORY OP 

J O H N I R W I N, 

Of Gulielands, 
Who was Justice of Peace, and Bailie of the Burgh of 

ANNAN. 

He died, the 19th of July, 1722 ; aged 60 years. 

He thought it honor with all his might. 
To preserve the ancient Burgh's right ; 
No man with bribes could for his blood. 
Tempt him to hurt the common good; 
Let every one that him succeeds, 
Think on his faithful words and deeds. 






Heir lyes a faithfvll sister, 

MARION MONTGOMERIE, 

Spovs to Vmgll PehliSy of Brymylands, 

PROVIST OF IRVEINE; 



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And mother-in-law to Thomas Inglis, of Corsflet, 

Baillie of Paisley ; 

Qvha decissit, 28th Jany. 1720 yeiris. 



Here lyis ane honorahill man, 

CAPTANE ROBERT CRAUFURD, 

Granter of Paslay, 

I ye sepulture of Jamis Craufurd, 

Sedil qlk decessid, yefourt of June, ye zier 1375. 

ON HIS COAT OF ARMS. 

** Quha nevir rasevit honoric of na man, and hes maid 
so mony sundry," 



Heir lyis ane honorahill man, 

JAMES STEVART, 

Of Chrdonald, 

Sum tyme Capitaue of the Gard of Scotland in France, 

Quha decessit, ye XV day of Januar, ano dm 1584. 



22-2 

On the centre of his Coat of Arms. 

^ O Lord, I comend my saul into yi hands, qlk yo'il 
hes redemit byt pi precious blud." 



On a stone in old English characters much defaced 
hy time :— 

HERE LIES 

JAMES CRAUFURD, 

Of Kilhirnie, 

Who died, in the year of our Lord 1499. 

. " Pray ye for his sonL"' 



Heir lyes a right worthie gentel man, 

ALLAN LOCHART, 

Of Hindschehod, 

Leat Balie of Paslay; 

Qvha decessit, the 10th of ApryJ, Ano 1635; Etat 42. 

*^ I have fought a good fight and finished my covrse;, 
I have keped the fayth," 2d Tim, 4, 7. 



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$n tje W}tt^ (fiurcfi^partr of Jlai^Ieg* 

Heir lyis ane honest man, catlit 

THOMAS PITER, 

Baikie of Paslay, 

Qvha deceissit, ye 10th of Nov. Anno 1609 ; 

And Janet Vrie, his spovs, and John Piter ^ thair sonc^ 

and Margaret Craig, his spovs ; 

Qvha decessit, ye 30th of Octob. Anno 1617. 



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^Jri0f t'l)mt% BnUin. 



On the south side of the Communion table, is a mo- 
nument of black and white marble, for the late Bishop 
of Kildare, with his arms underneath this Inscription. 

In a Vault near this Place lie the remains of 
THOMAS FLETCHER, D. D. 

For near 16 years Bishop of Kildare, and Dean of 
this Church ; 

He departed this life, on March 8, 1761 ; 

In hope and expectation of a joyful resurrection. 

Reader ! 

If thou knewest him, thou needest not be told. 

If he was not known to thee. 

Thou wilt not easily conceive, 

V/ith what exemplary goodness and unfeigned piety. 

With what earnest but rational 

And well conducted zeal for the true religion \ 



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With what unwearied patience and resignation. 

With what engaging cheerfulness, 

Under a long severe and painful illness ; 

With what solidity of judgement and integrity of hearty 

He filled up the character of a Christian Bishop. 



ON DEMAR, 

An Usurer in Dublin. 

Beneath this verdant hillock lies 
Demar, the wealthy, and the wise : 
His heirs, that he nii^ht safely rest. 
Have put his carcase in a chest; 
The very chest in which, they say. 
His other half, his money lay ; 
And if his heirs continue kind 
To that dear self he left behind, 
I dare believe that Tour in five 
Will think his better half aUve. 



DEAN SWIFT* 



Here lyeth Menahas, as dead as a logge. 
Who lived like a devill, and died like a doggej 
Here doth he l}e said li then saye I lye. 
For from this place he parted bv-and-bye. 
But here he made his descent into hell. 
Without either booke, candle, or bell. 
G G 



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^t." |Hari)'0 ^atfttUfrsI, Mmtvitix^ 



On the Pillar near the ivestern door, 

MOMENTO MORI. 

Here lieth little Samuel Barrington, that great under- 
taker. 
Of famous cities, clock and chime maker ; 
He made his own time to go early and later. 
But now he's return'd to God, his Creator ; • 
The 1 9th November then he ceas'd. 
And for his memory, this is here plac'd. 

BY HIS SON BEN, 1693. 



In liuntialife ti)nvcPv>^vt:f* 



ON ROBERT MOORE. 



Here lies the body of Robert Moore, 
What signifies more words 1 
Who kiird himself by eating of cur : 
But if he had been lul'd by Sarah his wife. 
He might have liv'd all the days of his life. 



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The following Inscriptioii is placed tinder a dial 
erected over the grave of 

EDWARD BOND, Eso. 

Who ordered one hundred pounds to he given to the 
Poor, instead of a pompous funeral, 1744. 

No marble pomp, no monumental praise ; 
My tomb this dial, my epitaph these lays. 
Pride and low mould'ring clay but ill agree ; 
Death levels me to beggars : kings to me. 
Alive, instruction was my work each day ; 
Dead, I persist instruction to convey. 
Here, Reader I mark (perhaps now in thy prime) 
The stealing steps of never-stan ling time : 
Thou'it be what I am ; catch the present hour ; 
Employ that well, for that's within thy power. 



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MISCELLANIOUS. 



To the memory of Mr. Burgh, Author of " The 
Dignity oj Human Nature-^' who died, August 15, 
1775. 

Beneath this stone concealed from mortal eyes, 
** The Dignity of H aman Nature" lies ! 
What is this dignity the sophists scan ? 
The noblest work of God, an honest man \ 

CAPT. THOMPSON, 



Stop, wandering traveller ! view this silent urn. 

With no gay splendours nor with laurels crown'd i 
Frail man is dust, to dust he must return, 

For kings and beggars equal in the ground ; 
But yet with sighs let pity vent a tear. 

And view the havock tyrant death has made ; 
Here gnawing worms the clay built carcase tear^ 

And waste Goliahs to an empty shade. 



A PRIOR ON HIMSELF. 

To me 'tis given to die, to thee 'tis given 
To live ; alas 1 one moment sets us even 
Mark how impartial is the will of Heav' 






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To the memory of John Coutts, Esq. who died 
in Italy ; and who had sustained with singular worth 
and ability the Provostship ot Edinburgh, when it 
was an honor to bear that office. 

Light He the earth on gentle Coutts' breast, 

O Itali/ ! and let the stranger rest ; 

Who ne'er was by partial thought confin'd. 

But liv'd the triend and host of human kind : 

The people wept, the public bosom sigh'd. 

And ruthless faction melted when he died. 

He was a man who ne'er sought himself; 

The citizen who ne'er regarded pelf. 

In humble commerce of a mind as clear, 

A heart as noble as the proudest Peer. 

Fain would the muse ! his grave with roses strow. 

But, ah ! her roses scarce begin to blow ; 

Yet let me warn the men of coarser clay, 

Whose dull sensation gains a longer day ; 

That with no glancing word they wound his fame. 

Nor meanly comment on the good man's name ; 

Who in the pleasing hour ot social joy. 

With fatal fondness counted lite a toy ; 

A fault so dear, let human nature mourn. 

And pity weep for ever o'er his urn. 



ON A MISER. 

Iron was his chest. 

Iron was his door ; 
His hand was u'on. 

And his heart was more. 

P. DODD. 



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ON A LADY. 

Beneath this turf in sweet repose. 

The friend of all — the fair one lies ;~. 

Yet hence let sorrow vent her woes. 
Far hence let pity pour her sighs. 

Tho' every hour thy life approv'd. 

The muse ! the strain of grief forbears ; 

Nor wishes tho' by all belov'd, 
To call thee to a world of tears. 

Best of thy sex, alas, farewell ! 

From this dark scene remov'd to shine ; 
Where purest shades of mortals dwell. 

And virtue waits to welcome thine. 

P, PINDAE, 



On Dr. William Clarke, the celebrated Antt-' 
quary, and Mrs. Ann Clarke, his wife. 

Mild William Clarke, and Ann his wife. 
Whom happy love had join'd in life; 
United in an humble tomb. 
Await the everlasting doom. 
And bless the dead prepar'd as these. 
To meet our Saviour's just decrees ; 
Oo earth thine hearts were known to feel. 
Such charity and Christian zeal ; 
That should the world for ages last. 
In adverse fortune's bitter blast ; 
Few friends so warm will man find here. 
And God no servants more sincere. 

W. HAYLEY. 



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Oil the death of a promising Youth of eighteen. 

Tho' death the virtuous young destroy. 
They go to rest and Heav'nly joy ; 
Life is not to be judg'd by days. 
Virtue endures — when time decays ; 
And many old we falsely call. 
Who truly ne'er liv'd at all. 
For what is time if not employ'd 
In worthy deeds- -but all a void ? 
Then think not tho' abridg'd by f-ite. 
Too short this youth's alloted date. 
With dignity he filled his span. 
In conduct and in worth a man ; 
So spent a life — to Heaven appears. 
As full as AWor's length of years. 



On the death of a Child, of an Honorable young 
Couple ; written by the father. 

Come, patience ! come, to dry a parents tears ; 
Come, bright ey'd hope ! to cheer her future years : 
Teach her to bless the kind, tho' chastening rod. 
That made her mortal child, the child of God ; 
Teach her to praise that God with grateful mind. 
For babes that yet may come, for one left still behind. 

H. E. 



His last debt is paid — poor Toms no more. 
Last debt ! — Tom never paid a debt before. 



232 

On a pious Sailor, who with ten of his Ship- 
mates fell a victim to the yellow Fever^ in the island 
of Antigua. 

An honest corse beneath this sod. 

Lies mouldering in the earth ; 
The spirit is return'd to God, 

That gave the body birth ; 
A pattern of the angel mind. 

In all he seem'd to be ; 
That came to navigate mankind 

To wide eternity. 



On a whole Faaiily cut otF by the Small Poa; 

At ouce depriv'd ot life lies here, 
A family to virtue dear, 
Tho' far remov'd from regal state. 
Their virtues made them truly great ; 
Lest one should feel the others fall. 
Death has in kindness seiz'd them all. 

p. RAINER^ 



On a Servant, who lived twenty years in one faniily» 

Remember man, whoe'er thou art, 
Not he who acts the greatest part. 
But they who act the best, will be 
The happiest men eternally, • 



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To the memory of Margaret Scott, who died 
at Dalkeithy Edinburghshire ; in the year 1738. 

Stop, passenger, until my life you read ; 
The living may get knowledge by the dead. 
Five times five years I liv'd a virgin's life ; 
Ten times five years I was a virtuous wife; 
Ten limes five years I liv'd a widow chaste ; 
. Now wearied of this mortal life I rest. 
Between my cradle and my grave have been 
Eight mighty Kings of Scotland and a Queen ; 
Four times five years the common tvealth I saw, 
Ten times the subjects rose against the law; 
Twice did I see old prelacy pull'd down. 
And twice the cloak was humbled by the gown. 
An end of Stuarfs race I saw : nay more. 
My native country sold lor Enghsh ore : 
Such desolation in my ii/c have been, 
I have an end of all perfection seen. 

This epitaph either contains some notorious falser 
hood, or the woman was older than is here represent- 
ed. We are informed she was five times five years a 
virgin, fifty years a wife, and as many a vvidow ; by 
which her age appears to have been 1*25. If she was 
born in 1613, and died m 1738, which is the whole 
time allotted in the epitaph, she could oi^y live in the 
reigns of James VI. — Charles I.— Charles II. — James 
11.— William III. George I. — George II. and Queen 
Anne ; which only make seven Kings and a Queen. 
But perhaps the epitaph maker, whom we imagine to 
have been a pedantic schoolmaster, was either a re- 
publican, who might place Oliver Cromwell in the list ; 
or he might be a Jacobite, who reckoned the Preten- 
der one. 

Hh 



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The epitaph likewise asserts that the common- 
wealth of England lasted 20 years, that is, from 1640 
to 1660. That looks altogether like the blunder of a 
country pedagogue. The epitaph maker did not con- 
sider that no less than five governments took place 
during that period in Britain, viz. monarchcal or limit- 
ed, as at present; parliamentary ; a council of state, 
consisting of a junto of the parliament ; a common- 
wealth ; and an absolute despotic one, under Crom- 
well, 



Intended for Mr. Robert Fergusson, the Scot- 
tish Poet. 

No sculptur'd marble here, nor pompous lay I 
No storied urn, nor animated bust ! 

This simple stone directs pale Scotia's way. 
To pour her sorrows o'er her poet's dust. 

R. BURNS. 



In St. Germain's Cathedral, Isle of Man. — Samuei. 
RuTTER, Bishop of Sodor and Man, was buried un- 
der the uncovered steeple of his own Cathedral, with 
a Latin inscription on a brass plate, which in English 
is thus : — 

In this house, which I have borrowed of my bre- 
thren the worms, do I lye, Samuel, by divine permis- 
sion, Bishop of this Island, in hopes of the resurrec- 
tion to life. Reader, stop, view the Lord Bishop's palace 
und smile. He died may 30th, 1662. 



285 

In East Hampstead, Berks ; on Mr. Elijah Fen- 
ton. 

This modest stone, what few vain marbles can. 
May truly say, " Here lies an honest man ;" 
A poet, bless'd beyond a poet's fate, 
Whom Heav'n kept sacred from the proud and great ; 
Foe to loud praise, and friend to learned ease. 
Content Mith science in the vale of peace. 
Calmly he look'd on either life, and here 
Saw nothing to regret, or there to fear ; 
From nature's temp'rate feast rose satisfied, 
Thank'd Heav'n that he had liv'd, and that he died. 

POPE, 1730. 



ON THE COUNTESS OF PEMBROKE. 

Underneath this marble hearse 
Lies the subject of all verse, — 
Sydney s sister, Pembroke s mother ; 
Death, ere tUou hast kill'd another 
Learn'd, and fair, and good as she. 
Time shall throw his dart at thee. 

BEN JONSON. 



On Sir John Van burgh, the Poet and Architect, 

Lie light upon him earth ! tho' he 
Laid manY a heavv load on thee. 



DR. EVANS. 



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On Sir Isaac Newton, bom December 25th, 
1642 : died 20th March, 1726. 

Approach, ye wise of soul with awe divine, 

'Tis Newton s name that consecrates his shrine ! 

That sun of knowledge whose meridian ray. 

Kindled the gloom of nature into day ! 

That soul of science, that unbounded mind ! 

That genius which ennobled human kind ! 

Confess'd supreme of men^ his country's pride ; 

And half esteem'd au angel — till he died ; 

Who in the eye of Heav'n like Enoch stood. 

And thro' the paths of knowledge waik'd with God ; 

Whose fame extends a sea without a shore? 

Who but forsook one world to know the laws of more. 



The following couplet was intended for his monument. 

Nature and Nature's laws lay hid in night : 
God said. Let Newton be, and all was light. 



In St. George's, Hanover- Square, on the Rev. Law- 
rence Sterne, A. M. died September 18, 1768 ; 
aged 53. 

Shall Pride a heap of sculptur'd marble raise. 
Some worthless unmourn'd titled fool to praise ; 
And shall we not by one poor grave-stone learn. 
Where genius, wit, and humour, sleep with Sterne ? 

GARRICK. 



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At Stanton Harcourt, Oxon ; on the Hon. Simon 
Harcourt, only son of the Lord Chancellor Har- 
court, who died 1720. 

To this sad shrine, whoe'er thou art ! draw near. 
Here lies the friend most lov'd, the son most dear ; 
Who ne'er knew joy, but friendship might divide. 
Or gave his father grief but when he died. 
How vain is reason, eloquence how weak. 
If Pope must tell what Harcourt cannot speak ; 
Oh let thy once-lov'd friend inscribe thy stone. 
And with a father's sorrows mix his own. 



ON MR. AIKMAN and his SON. 

Dear to the wise and good, disprais'd by none. 

Here sleep in peace the father and the son. 

By virtue as by nature close allied. 

The painter s geniuSy but without the pride. 

Worth unambitious, wit afraid to shine, 

Honour's clear light, and friendship's warmth divine : 

The son fair rising knew too short a date ; 

But, oh 1 how more severe a parent's fate ! 

He saw him torn untimely from his side. 

Felt all a father's anguish, wept, and died. 

MALLET. 



Here lies my poor wife, without bed or blanket. 
But dead as a door-nail, God be thanked \ 



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111 Brodsivorth, Yorkshire ; on the Hon. Miss 
Drummond. 

Here sleeps what once was beauty, once was grace ; 

Grace, with that tenderness and sense combin'd 
To form that harmony of soul and face. 

Where beauty shines, the mirror of the mind. 
Such was the maid, that in the morn of youth. 

In virgin innocence, in nature's pride ; 
Blest with each art that owes its charm to truth. 

Sunk in her father's fond embrace and died. 
He weeps : O venerate the holy tear ! 

Faith lends her aid to ease Affliction's load ; 
The parent mourns the child upon the bier. 

The Christian yields an angel to his God. 



In Bristol Cathedral, on Mary, the Wife of the 
Rev. W. Mason, who died March 27, 1767 ; aged 
28 years. 

Take, holy earth, all that my soul holds dear. 

Take that best gift, which Heav'n so lately gave ; 
To Bristol's fount I bore with trembling care 

Her faded form ; she bow'd to taste the wave. 
And died : does youth, does beauty read the line ? 

Does sympathetic fear their breast alarm l 
Speak, dead Maria, breathe a strain divine ; 

E'en from the grave thou sbait have pow'r to charm. 
Bid them be chaste, be innocent like thee ; 

Bid them in duty's sphere as meekly move ; 
And if so fair, from vanity as free. 

As firm in friendship, and as fond in love ; 



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Tell, tlio' 'tis an awful thing to die, 

(Twas e'en to thee) yet the dread path once trod, 
Heav'n lifts its everlasting portals high. 

And bids the pure in heart behold their God. 



In Beckcnham, Kent ; on Mrs. Mary Clarke, 
Wife of Dr. Clarke, Physician at Epsom, Surrey ; 
who died 27th April, 1757. 

Lo ! where this silent marble weeps, 

A friend, a wife, a mother sleeps; 

A heart, within whose sacred cell 

The peaceful virtues lov'd to dwell ; 

Affection warm, and faith sincere. 

And soft humanity were there ; 

In agony, in death resign'd, 

She felt the wound she left behind ; 

Her infant image here below 

Sits smihug on a father's woe ; 

Whom what awaits, while yet he strays 

Along the lonely vale of days, 

A pang, to secret sorrow dear, 

A sigh, an unavailing tear ; 

Till time shall ev'ry grief remove. 

With life, with memVy, and with love. 



Here lies the bodies of three children dear. 

Two buried in the Isle of Wi^ht— the other here. 



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ON LADY LUCY LYTTLETON. 

Made to engage all hearts, and charm all eyes ; 
Tho' meek, magnanimous ; tho' witty, wise : 
Polite, as all her life in courts had been ; 
Yet good as she the world had never seen* 
The noble fire of an exalted mind. 
With gentlest female tenderness corabin'd : 
Her speech was the melodious voice of love. 
Her song, the warbling of the vernal grove : 
Her eloquence was sweeter than her song. 
Soft as her heart, and as her reason strong ; 
Her form each beauty of her mind exprest ; 
Her mind was virtue by the graces drest. 

LORD LYTTLETON. 



On Maria, from the Carlisle Journal, February, 
1820. 

A prey to grief and pain no more, 
Maria sleeps beneath this tomb ; 

Whose virtue could no higher soar. 

Whose beauty could no sweeter bloom. 

Heav'n view'd with care its darling pride. 
Too spotless for a world like this ; 

Left her awhile to sweeten here. 

Then snatch'd her for the realm of bliss. 

At morn in pride of youth she shone. 
So shines the dew drop on the rose ; 

At eve she withered pale and wan. 
So sinks the dew drop to repose. 



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ON DR. BENJAMIN FRANKLIN. 

The body of 

Benjamin Franklin^ printer. 

Like the cover of an old book. 

Its contents worn out, 
Stript of its lettering and gilding, 

Lies here — food for worms : 

Yet, the work shall not be lost. 

For it shall (as he believed; appear once more^ 

In a new and beautifid edition, 

Corrected and revised 

By the Author. 

BY HIMSELF. 



In Litchfield Cathedral, on Mr. and Miss Seward. 

Amid these uisles where once his precepts fiow'd. 
The Heav'nly path-way which in life he trode ; 
This simple tablet marks a father's bier. 
And those he lov'd in life are near. 
For him, for them a daught^er bade it rise. 
Memorial of domestic charities ; 
Still would you know, why o'er the marble spread. 
In female grace the willow droops her head» 
Why on her branches silent a?' ' lustrung, 
The Minstrel harp is emblrmauc hung' ; 
What Poet's voice is smother'd here in dust. 
Till wak'd to join the chorus of the just ! 
Lo ! one brief line, an answer sad supplies, 
Honour'd, belov'd and mourn'd here Seward lies : 
Her worth, her warmth of heart, our sorrows say. 
Go seek her genius in her living lay. 
I I 



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30LT0N, YORKSHIRE, 

Blush not, marble, 

To rescue from oblivion 

The memory of 

HENRY JENKINS; 

A person obscure by birth. 

But of a life truly memorable : 

For 

He was enriched with the goods of nature^ 

If not of fortune : 

And happy in the duration. 

Of a variety of enjoyments ; 

And 

Tho' the partial world 

Despised and disregarded his 

Low and humble state. 

The equal eye of Providence 

Beheld and blessed it 

With a patriarch's health and length of days I 

To teach mistaken man, 

" These blessings are entail'd on temperance^" 

** A life of labour, and a mind at ease." 

He lived to the amazing age of 

One hundred and sixty-nine. 

Was interred December 6th, 1670, 

And had this justice done to his memory, 1743. 

As Jenkins was born before parish registers wer6 
kept in churches, his age could only be known from 
circumstances. When a witness on a trial at York, 
being asked by one of the Judges, what particular 
battle or other event happened within his memory — 
he answered, that when the battle of Flodden was 
ft)ught3 he was turned of twelve ^ears of age, and 



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saw the Earl of Surrey inarch northward at the head 
of his army. That the Earl rested with the army 
one day at Northallerton, and an order was sent 
from him to all the neighbouring parishes to furnish 
each a certain number of bows and arrows ; and that 
being in harvest, the arrows were sent on horseback, 
attended by some of the boys, all the men being em- 
ployed in reaping. That he was sent to take care of 
the horses belonging to Bolton, and saw the arrows 
delivered at Northallerton ; after which he brought 
home the horses, and in a few days heard that the 
Scots were defeated and their King slain. Being 
asked how he had lived, he said by thatching, and 
salmon fishing ; that when he was served with a 
subpoena, he was thatching a house ; and would dub 
a hook with any man in Yorkshire. That he had 
been Butler to Lord Vonyners, of Hornby Castle, and 
that Marmaduke Brodelayy Lord Abbot of Foun- 
tains, did frequently visit his Lordship and drink a 
hearty glass with him. That his Lord often sent 
him to inquire how the Abbot did, who always sent 
for him to his apartment ; and after ceremonies (as 
he called) passed, ordered him, besides wassel, a 
quarter of a yard of roast beef for his dinner, (for that 
monastery did deliver their guests' meat by measure), 
and a great black jack of strong drink. Being fur- 
ther asked, if he remembered the dissolution of re- 
ligious houses, he said very well, and that he was 
between thirty and forty years of age, when the order 
came to dissolve those in Yorkshire. That great 
lamentation was made, and the country was all in a 
tumult when the monks were turned out. Jenkins 
could neither read nor write ; he retained his sight 
and hearing to the last. 

Nothing can more clearly prove the age of tbi» 



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man than the above account ; for James IV, entered 
England en the 24th of August, 1513, and the Earl 
of Surrey began his march from York on the first of 
September. He reviewed his army at Boroughbridge, 
and halted next day at Northallerton, from whence he , 
marched north, and the battle was fought on the 9th 
of September, 1513 ; so that if Jenkins was turned 
of twelve at that time, he must have been born about 
1500, and dying in 1670, he was at least one hun- 
dred and sixty-nine years of age. 

What a multitude of events, says an ingenious au- 
thor, have crowded themselves into the period of this 
man's life. He was born when the Roman Catholic 
religion was established by law\ He saw the su- 
premacy of the Pope overturned ; the dissolution of 
monasteries ; Popery established again, and at last 
the Protestant Religion securely fixed on a rock of 
adamant. In his time the invincible armada was de- 
stroyed ; the Republic of Holland formed. Three 
Queens beheaded, Anne Boi/len, Catherine Howard, 
and Mary Queen of Scots ; a King of Spain seated 
upon the throne of England ; a King of Scotland 
crowned King of England, at Westminster, and his 
son beheaded before his own Palace, his family being 
proscribed as traitors ; and last of all the great fire 
in London, which happened in 1666, at the latter 
end of his wonderful life. 



ON MISS STANLEY. 

Here Stanley rests, escap'd this mortal strife. 
Above the joys, beyond, the woes of life. 



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Fierce pangs no more thy lively beauties stain. 
And sternly try thee with a year of pain : 
No more sweet patience, feigning oft relief. 
Lights thy sick eye to cheat a parent's grief; 
With tender art, to save her anxious groan. 
No more thy bosom presses down its own : 
Now, well-earn'd peace is thine and bliss sincere. 
Ours be the lenient, not unpleasing tear. 
O born to bloom ! then sink beneath the storm. 
To shew us Virtue in her fairest form ; 
To shew us artless Reason's moral reign. 
What boastful Science arrogates in vain ; 
The obedient passions knowing each their part^ 
Calm light the head, and harmony the heart. 
Yes, we must follow soon ; we'll glad obey. 
When a few suns have roU'd their cares away : 
Tir'd with vain life, well close the willing eye ; 
'Tis the great birth-right of mankind to die. 
Blessd be the bark that wafts us to the shore. 
Where death-divided friendship parts no more. 
To join thee there, here with thy dust repose. 
Is all the hope thy hapless mother knows. 



On a beautiful young Lady, who died December, 
1818 ; aged 18 years. 

Alas ! 'tis vain that storied marbles tell. 
The life — the loss — of those we lov'd so well ; 
Yet memory hovers o'er a hallow'd name. 
And fondly sues for monumental fame. 
If early beauty bursting into bloom, 
Suatch'd to the sad, safe, refuge of the tomb ; 



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May claim the tender tribute of a tear — 

Shed the soft sorrow —for there lies one her^. 

Than whom no brighter e'er beam'd below. 

Since Heav'n bade woman's graces chastely glow ; 

But tho' our nature's weakness wrongly weeps. 

We mourn not hopeless when a Christian sleeps. 

As from the grave the Lord of Glory rose. 

In holy triumph o'er his hateful foes ; 

So shall the *' Dead in Christ" whom purposed love, 

Hath called and chang'd for blessedness above. 

In purer forms and with unclouded eyes. 

Behold the blood-bought splendours of the skies ; 

And fiird with joy their loud Hosannahs pour. 

To " Him who died, and lives for ever more." 



In the Ahhey Church, Bath; on Mr. James Quin? 
the celebrated Actor. 

That tongue, which set the table on a roar. 
And charm'd the public ear, is heard no more ! 
Cios'd are those eys.s, the harbingers of wit, 
Which spoke, before the tongue, what Shakspeare 

writ ; 
Cios'd are those hands, which living were stretch'd 

forth. 
At friendship's call, to succour modest M^orth. 

Here lies James Quin ! deign, reader, to be taught, 
(Whate'er thy strength of body, force of thought), 
In nature's happiest mould however cast. 
To this complexion, thou must come at last. 

SARKICKo 



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ON CAPTAIN GRE>iVILLlL. 

Ye weeping Muses, graces, virtues, tell. 
If since your all accomplish'd Sydney fell ; 
You, or afflicted Britain e'er deplor d 
A loss like that, these plaintive lays record 1 
Such spotless honor, such ingenuous truth. 
Such ripen'd wisdom in the bloom of youth ; 
So mild, so gentle, so compos'd a mind. 
To such heroic warmth and courage join'd. 
He too like Sydney nursVl in learning's arms. 
For nobler war, forsook her softer chamis _; 
Like him possess'd of every pleasing art. 
The secret wish of every female heart ; 
Like him cut off in youthful glory's pride. 
He unrepining for his country died. 

LORD LYTTLETON^ 



ON A POOR BUT HONEST MAN. 

Stop, reader, here, and deign a look 

On one without a name ; 
Ne'er enter'd in the ample book 

Of fortune, or of fame. 

Studious of peace, he hated strife; 

Meek virtues fiU'd his breast ; 
His coat of arms, *' A spotless life,"' 

•• An honest heart" his crest. 

Quarter'd therewith was Innocence ; 

And this his motto ran : 
*' A conscience void of all offence, 

*' Before both God and Man." 



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In the great day of wrath, tho' pride 

Now scorns his pedigree. 
Thousands shall wish they'd been ally'd 

To this great family. 



On an amiable daughter of the Rev. Mr. Sterne, 

Columns and labour d urns but vainly shew. 
An idle scene of decorated wo ; 
The sweet companion and the friend sincere, 
Need no mechanic help to force the tear ; 
For heart-felt numbers never meant to shine, 
'Twill flow eternal o'er a hearse like thine ; 
'Twill flow whilst gentle goodness has one friend. 
Or kindred tempers have a tear to lend. 



JnChiswlck Church-yard^ on William Hog artHj 
Esq. who died the 26th October, 1764, aged 67. 

Farewell, great Painter of mankind ! 

Who reach'd the noblest point of art ; 
Whose pictured morals charm the mhid. 

And, through the eye, correct the heart. 
If Genius fire thee. Reader, stay — 

If Nature touch thee, drop a tear — 
If neither move thee, turn away, 

For Hogarth's hoiiour'd dust lies here. 

aARRlCK. 



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On Captain Jones, who published some marvel^ 
lous accounts of his Travels , the truth of all which 
he thought proper to testify by affidavit. 

Tread softly mortals o'er the bones 
Of the world's wonder — Captain Jones! 
Who told his glorious deeds to many. 
But never was believed by any. 
Posterity let this suffice. 
He swore all's true — yet here he lies. 



In Wolverhampton y Staffordshire, Near this place 
lies Charles Claudius Philips, whose absolute 
contempt of riches, and inimitable performances on 
the Violin, made him the admiration of all who knew 
him. He wsis born in Wales, made the tour of Eu- 
rope, and, after the experience of both kinds of for- 
tune, died in 1732. 

Exalted soul ! thy various sounds could please 
The love-sick virgin, and the gouty ease ; 
Could jarring crowds like old Amphion move 
To beauteous order, and harmonious love ; 
Here rest in peace, till angels bid thee rise. 
To join thy Saviour's concert in the skies. 



Garrick repeating this epitaph, (which is by a Dr. 
Wilkes) to Dr^ Johnson, the latter shook his head, 
and said, " I think, Davy, I can make a better." 
Then stirring about his tea, for a little while, in a 
state of meditation, he almost extempore produced 
K K 



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the following lines — which are so exquisitely beauti- 
ful, that Lord Karnes, strangely prejudiced as he 
was against Dr. Johnson, was compelled to allow 
them very high praise : — 

Philips, whose touch harmonious could remove 
The pangs of guilty power or helpless love. 
Rest here ! distress'd by poverty no more, 
Here find that calm, thou gav'st so oft before. 
Sleep, undisturb'd, within this peaceful shrine^ 
'Till angels wake thee with a note like thine. 



ON A PRIEST. 

Friar Paul, in his cell, made his exit of late, 

Of the gravel some say — but no matter for that ; 

He died ! that's enough ; and if story say right, 

Arriv'd at Hell-gate in a pitiful plight. 

*' Who's there ?' cries the Demon on guard, — Quoth 

the other, 
*' A guilty poor priest. Sir, a Catholic brother." 
** Halt, instantly halt," cried the sentry, " Stand 

clear ; 
<^* Go be damn'd somewhere else, for you sha'nt enter 

here. 
** We admit no such savage, no wretch so uncivil ; 
" Who above ate his God; may below eat the Devil.'" 



ON A JUGGLER. 

Death came to see thy tricks, and cut in twain 
Thy thread, why didst not make it whole again* 



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In the Great Council Chamber, Guild- Hall, Lon- 
don, a Statue of his late Majesty George III. is 
erected. It is placed at the end of the Chamber, ele- 
vated about 12 feet from the floor, in a niche of dark 
coloured marble. His Majesty is sculptured in his 
royal robes, holding the scroll of an address in his left 
hand ; the right hand is extended to represent the so- 
vereign as in the act of returning an answer to an ad- 
dress which has been presented to him. 

On the Pedestal is the following Inscription :— 

GEORGE THE THIRD, 

Born and bred a Briton, 

Endeared to a brave, free, and loyal People, 

By his public virtues. 

By his pre-eminent example 

Of private rvorth in all the relations of domestic life. 

By his uniform course of unaffected piety, 

And entire submission to the will of Heaven. 

The wisdom and iirmness 

Of his character and councils. 

Enabled him so to apply the resources of his Empire, 

So to direct the native energies of his subjects. 

That he maintained the dignity of his Crown, 

Preserved inviolate the constitution in Church and 

State, 

And secured the commerce, and prosperity of hi's 

Dominions, 

During a long period of unexampled difficulty. 

In which the deadly contagion of French principles, 

And the domineering aggressions of French power. 

Had nearly dissolved the frame, 

And destroyed the independence 

Of every other Government and nation in Europe, 



±52 

The Lord Mayor, Aldermen, and Commons of the 

City of London, 

Have erected this Statue in testimony 

Of their undeviating loyalty and grateful attachment 

To the best of Kings, 

In the Fifty-fifth year of his reign, 

A. D. 1815. 

Birch, Mayor. 



Stay, Bachelor, if you have wit, 

A wonder to behold ! 
Husband and wife in one dark pit 

Lie close, and never scold 1 
Tread softly though, for fear she wakes.— 

Hark ! she begins already ! 
*' You've hurt my head^ — my shoulder aches ; 

" These sots can ne'er move steady.'^ 
Ah ! friend, with happy freedom blest ! 

See I how my hopes miscarried ! 
Not death itself can give you rest. 

Unless you die unmarried, 

AARON HILL* 



Here lies a fat Parson, who, free from all care, 
Gam'd, tippled, and sported with brown and with 

fair : 
He, in doubt of aught good, in next world he should 

know. 
Made prudently sure of the good things below. 



253 

The Earl of Biichan, dedicated a colossal Statue. 
of the renowed Hero Sir William Wallace, on a 
Rock at Dryhurgy in the following impressive man- 
ner: — 

In the name of my brave and worthy country, 

1 dedicate this monument as sacred to the memory of 

WALLACE, 

The peerless Knight of Ellej^slie, 
Who wav'd on Ayrs romantic shore. 
The beamy torch of liberty ! 
And roaming round from sea to sea. 
From glade obscure or gloomy rock. 
His bold compatriots call'd to free 
The realm from Edward's iron yoke. 

*' Great patriot hero! ill requited chief " 

THOMSON'S AUTUMN, 



In IVimborne Church-yard, County of Dorset, on 
John Penny. 

'* Reader — if of cash thou art in want of any, 
Dig four feet deep, and thou wilt find a — Peony." 



IN AMWELL CHURCH- YARD. 

*' That which a Being was, what is it I show ! 
That Being which it was it is not now ; 
To be what 'tis is not to be, you see. 
That which now is not shall a Being be.J' 



254 

The following very singular epitaph is taken from a 
tombstene in the Church-yard of Leipsic, in Upper 
Germany, 

" Capital Account : 
For Christ's invaluable purchase and ransom, 100,000/. 

Profit and Loss Account : 
A fortunate end, a prize — To die well is the best prize, 
100,000/. 
Scheibenberg, the 7th April, 1669. 
Upon the appointed day of St Felix Adam, black- 
smith's death, which shall happen on the 21st day of 
October, 1700, I Jesus Christ, promise to pay this my 
only biU of exchange to him, having purchased the 
vakie thereof, through my merits ; therefore being sa- 
tisfied with his life and faith, give him eternal hap- 
piness through grace. 

BibL Sloan, G985. jesus Christ." 



In Hendon Church-yard, is the following singular 
epitaph (written by himself) in memory of Robert 
Thomas Crosfield, M. D. who died 8th Novem- 
ber, 1802 ; aged 44 years*. 

Beneath this stone Tom Crosjleld lies. 
Who cares not now who laughs or cries ; 
He laugh'd when sober, and when mellow. 
Was a harum-scarum heedless fellow ; 
He gave to none design'd offence. 
So " Honi .wit qui mal y pense /" 
* This was the person who was imprisoned in 1796, 
on a false accusation, made by the wretch Upton, a 
watch-maker, for conspiring to kill his Majesty by 
queans of a poisoned arrow from an air gun. 



255 

IN SOUTHLEY CHURCH-YARD; 

" Here lies the body of Gabriel John, 

Who died in the year of a thousand and one. 

Pray for the soul of Gabriel John ; 

You may if you please. 

Or let it alone. 

For it's all one 

To Gabriel John, 

Who died in the year of a thousand and one.' 



From a tombstone at Gunwallow, near Hdstone, 
Cornwall. Read backwards or forwards. 
Shall we all die ! 
We shall die all. 
All die shall we ! 
Die all we shall. 



In the Church-yard of Hoveton, St. John. To the 
memory of John Brown. 

Beneath this turf, to rustic labour bred. 

The village Poet rests his humble head. 

Low in the dust the sou of genius lies, 

Death claims alike the unletter'd and the wise. 

Talent ! how vain without religion's root. 

Like gaudy flowers, alone without the fruit ; 

O'er him did both with equal care preside. 

Learning he lov'd, the gospel was his pride ; 

And prov'd this truth, as virtue's paths he trode — 

'* An honest man's the noblest work of God." 



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la kingshridge Church-yard^ on a man who waS' 
"too poor to be buried with his relations in the church. 

Here lie I at the chancel door. 
Here I lie because I'm poor ; 
The further in, the more to pay. 
Here I lie as warm as they. 



In St. Pauls Cathedral, on Sir Philip Sydney, 
Knt. who received his death at a Battle near Zutphen, 
in Gdderlandj September 22, 1580. 

England, Netherland, the Heav'ns, and the Arts, 
The Souldiers and the World have made six parts 
Of noble Sydney ; for who will suppose. 
That a small heap of stones can Sydney inclose \ 

England hath his hodyy for she it fed ; 
Netherland his blood, in her defence shed : 
The Heavns have his soul, the Arts have his fame^ 
The Souldiers the grief ^ the World his good name. 



ON A DRUNKARD. 

Beneath this stone one's dust is laid, i 

Who drank his passing-cup and reel'd to bed ; 
Death reach'd the bowl, and this prescription gave, 
" Dose now thy senses sober in the grave." 
Life paid the present shot ; but oh I the fears. 
When morn awakes him to his long arrears ; 
Charg'd with the revels of each former day. 
For there's a dreadful reckoning still to pay. 



257 

ON A TAILOR. 

Her« rests a form, once like a man's 

In colour, shape y and feature ; 
Whose measures, promises, and plans. 

Were guided by good-nature. 
Although no seaman, still on board! 

No traveller, yet nimble ; 
His table was with cabbage stor'd 

And beef, earn'd by his thimble. 
Though fashion press d his daily cares. 

From Saturday till Monday, 
In a new suit he said his pray'rs. 

At church, sometimes, on Sunday. 
But Death, that nothing human spares. 

In petticoats or breeches. 
At last stole on him unawares. 

And snipt his vital stitches ! 



The Inscription on the monument of the late un- 
fortunate Queen of France. 

Maria Antoinette Josepha Joanna of Austria, 

Widow of Louis XVI. 

Who when her husband had been murdered. 

And she had been bereft of her children. 

Was thrown into prison. 

Where she remained for the space of seventy-six days. 

In misery and wretchedness. 

But supported by conscious virtue. 

Proved herself, alike superior to fortune, in chains. 

As upon the throne. 

L L 



258 

Being at length condemned to die, 

ByUhe most })rofligate of mankind ; 

In the hour of death, she left here a monument 

Of piety, of fortitude, and of every virtue, 

October 16, 1793. 

The monarchy being at length restored. 
Her prison was converted into a sanctuary, 

In the year of our Lord, 1816, 

And the 22d of the reign of Louis XVIII. 

Under the inspection of the Prefect and Municipal 

Authorities, 

The Count De Cazes, being Minister of Police. 

Whoever thou art. 

Stranger ! 

That treadest this sacred ground. 

Admire ! supplicate ! and adore I 



ON ONE NAMED JOHN. 

Death came to John, 

And whisper'd in his ear. 
You must die John ; 

D'l/e hear?* 

Quoth John, to Death, 

The news is bad : 
No matter, quoth Death, 
Fve said, 

* It was his custom in conversation to say, '* D'^e 
hear .^" And if any said he did not, John would reply, 
*^ 'Tis no matter, Ive saicV 



259 

The Rev. William Huntingdon was minister for 
many years of Providence Chapel^ Titchfield-street, 
and latterly of Providence Chapel, Gray's Inn-Lane. 
Mr. Huntingdon was well known as a Preacher, and 
by his eccentric writings, in most parts of England, 
few men have attracted more notice. Since the de- 
struction of the old Chapel in Titchfield-street, by fire, 
and the erection of the new one in Gray's Inn-Lane, 
he had resided at Pentonville : his last sermon was on 
the 16th of June, when he appeared in his usual 
health, after which being indisposed, he went for re- 
covery to Tunbridge-wells, and died on the first of 
July. His remains were taken from Tunbridge-wells 
to Lewes, and interred in a vault at the west end of 
Tirch Chapel, m the presence of some hundreds of 
spectators of all denominations. The hearse was fol- 
lowed by eight mourning coaches and a considerable 
number of other carriages. His wife. Lady Sanderson, 
and her two daughters, with the children of the de- 
ceased by a former wife, were the chief mourners. A 
stone at the head of the grave exhibits the following 
epitaph, dictated by himself a few days prior to his 
death. 

Here Lies 

THE COAL HEAVER : 

Who departed this life, July 1, 1813 ; 
In the 69th year of his age. 

Beloved of his God, but abhorred of Men, 

The Omniscient Judge at the Grand Assize, 

Shall ratify and confirm this. 

To the confusion of many thousands : 

For England and its Metropolis shall know. 

That there has been a Prophet among tlieni; 



260 

Immortal Shakspeare, born in 1564, and 
died on his birtii day, April 23, 1616, having com- 
pleted his 52d year, and lies buried in the north aisle 
of the chancel in the great Church at Stratford-on- 
Avon, with the following inscription, on a stone, sup- 
posed to b£ written by himself: — 

Stay, passenger, why dost thou go so fast ? 
Read, if thou canst, whom envious death hath plac'd 
Within this monument ; Shakspeare, with whom 
Quick nature dy'd ; whose name doth deck the tomb 
Far more than cost ; since all that he hath writ 
Leaves living art but page to serve his wit. 



And on his grave-stone underneath are these lines 
in an uncouth mixture of small and capital letters. 

Good friend, for Jesus' sake, forbear 
To dig the dust enclosed here. 
Blest be the man that spares these stones ; 
And curst be he that moves my bones. 



On Mr. Coombe, a gentleman in Warwickshire^ 

and noted for practising usury. 

Ten in the hundred lies here engrav'd, 
Tis an hundred to ten his soul is not sav'd : 
If any man ask who lies in this tomb. 
Oh ! oh ! quoth the devil, 'tis my John o' Coombe. 

SHAKSPEARE. 



On Tom a Coombe, alias Thin Beard ; brother 
to the last mentioned, supposed also to be written by 
Shakspeare. 

Thin in beard, and thick in purse. 
Never man beloved worse ; 
He went to the grave with many a curse. 
The devil and he had both one nurse. 



On Richard Smith, an idiot, at Colm, in Lan- 
cashire. 

If innocence may claim a place in Heav'n, 

And little be required from little given ; 

My great Creator has for me in store, 

A world of bliss, — What can the wise have more? 



. On Queen Elizabeth, who died at Richmond^ 
on the 24th day of March, 1602, in the 701h year of 
her age, and 45th of her reign. 

Kings, queens, men's judgments, eyes. 
See where your mirrour lyes : 
In whom her friends hath seen 
A King's state in a queen : 
In whom her foes survey'd 
A man's heart in a maid ; 
Whom least men for her piety 
Should judge to have been a deity. 
Heav'n since, by death, did summon. 
To shew she was a woman. 



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In St. Martins Or gar's, London ; on M. S. Sir 
Allen Cotton, Knight and Alderman of London, 
sometime Lord Mayor of this honourable city, who 
died 24th of September, 1628. 

When he left earth, rich bounty dy'd. 

Mild courtesie gave place to pride ; 

Soft mercie to bright justice sayde, 

O sister ! we are both betray'd : 

White innocence lay on the ground 

By truth, and wept at cither's wound ; 

The sons of Levi did lament. 

Their lamps went out, their oil was spent ; 

Heav'n hath his soul, and only we 

Spin out our lives in misery ; 

So death, thou missest of thy ends. 

And kill'st not him, but kill'st his friends. 



ON SIR EDWARD LYTTLETONS. 

Here lie three laiights, grandfather, father, and son ; 
Sir Edward, Sir Edward, and Sir Edward Lyttleton. 



On Thomas Kemp, who was hanged for sheep- 
stealing. 

Here lies the body of Thomas Kemp, 
Who liv'd by wool, but dy'd by hemp ; 
There's nothing would suffice this glutton. 
But, with the fleece, to steal the mutton ! 
Had he but work'd, and liv'd uprighter. 
He'd ne'er been hang'd for sheep- biter. 



263 

In St. Helen's Church, London, on Sir Julius 
Dalmare Cesar's Tomb, there is the following 
curious Inscription in Latin, cut out in court hand. 
*Fhe translation is to the following purport : — 

To all faithful Christians to whom these presents 
shall come. Know ye that I Julius Dalmare, alias 
C{Bsar, Knight ; Doctor of Laws ; Judge of the high 
Court of Admiralty, and Master of Requests ^o 
Queen Elizabeth. Privy Councillor ; Chancellor of 
the Exchequer, and Master of the Rolls to Kin^ 
James, do by these presents declare, that I will 
cheerfully pay the debt I owe to nature, whenever 
it shall please God to appoint it. In witness where- 
of, I have hereunto set my hand and seal, dated 27th 
February, 1635, Szc. 

JULIUS c^sar, it is enrolled in Heaven. 



ON A FEMALE DRUNKARD. 

Arrested by death 

Lies a female beneath. 
Who, when living, ne'er flinch'd from her glass ; 

And at the last day. 

The first words she will say 
Are, drink my boys ! let the toast pass. 

Nay, weep not my friend, 

Lament not her end. 
Soon or late we all come to it must ; 

Let malice and spleen. 

Mourn alone o'er their queen. 
For here she lies mould'ring to dust. 



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To the memory of that ancient servant to the cit>% 
with his pen, in divers employments, especially tlie 
Survey of London, Master Anthony Munday, 
Citizen and Draper of London, 

He that hath many an ancient tombstone read, 

Th' labour seeming more among the dead 

To live, than with the living — that survey'd 

Abstruse antiquities, and o'er them laid 

Such vive and beauteous colours with his pen ; 

That, spite of time, those old are new again. 

Under this marble lies interr'd ; his tomb 

Claiming (as worthily it may) this room. 

Among those many monuments his quill 

Has so revived, helping now to fill 

A place (with those) in his survey, in which 

He has a monument, more fair, more rich 

Than polish'd stones could make him, where he lies. 

Though dead, still living, and in that ne'er dies. 



ON A GAMESTER. 

Here lies the body of All-fours y 

Who lost his money, and pawn'd his clothes ; 

If that you v/ant to know his name, 

^Tis Highest, Lowest, Jack, and Game, 



UPON JOHN DEATHe 

Here lies John Death, the very same 
That went away with a cousin of his name 



S65 

ST. BOTOLPH, BISHOPSGATE. 

On the 10th of August, Anno 1626, 

Was interred, without the verge of the consecrated 

Burial ground in Petty France, 

The body of HADGI SHAUGHSWARE, 

A Persian Merchant ; 

Whose son, according to the custom of his country, 

Daily repaired to his grave. 

For the space of a month. 

Where he performed 

Divers prayers and ceremonies over the defunct ; 

But being disturbed by the populace. 

Discontinued his funeral devotions. 

And erected a Monument to his INIemory, 

With a Persian Inscription, 

ENGLISHED THUS : 

This grave is made for Hadgi Shaughsware, the 
chiefest servant to the Khig of Persia for the space 
of twenty years ; who came from the King of Persia, 
and died in his service. If any Persian cometh out 
of that country, let him read this, and a prayer for 
him. The Lord receive his soul; for here lieth Hadgi 
Maghmote Shaughsware, who was born in the town 
of Novoy, in Persia. 



In Barton-Stacy Church-yardy Hants, on Mr. 
John Collince. 

Where 'twas I liv'd or dy'd, it matters not ; 
To whom related, or by whom begot ; 
I was, but am not ; ask no more of me ; 
It's all I am, and all that you must be. 
Mm 



266 

On the tomb of Sir Thomas Stanley, Knight, 
second son of Edward^ Earl of Derby, which was 
remaining on the north side of the chancel of the 
Church of Tong, in the county of Salop, 1693 ; when 
Sir William Dugdale made the last visitation of that 
County, and which Sir William in a marginal note 
says, was written by William Shakspeare. 

Ask who lies here, but do not weep, 

He is not dead, he doth but sleep ; 

This stony register is for his bones, 

His fame is more perpetual than these stones. 

And his own goodness, with himself being gonCg 

Shall live when earthly monument is none ; 

Not monumental stone preserves our fame. 

Nor sky aspiring Pyramids our name : 

The memory of him, for whom this stands. 

Shall outlive marble and defacers' hands : 

When all to time's consumption shall be given, 

Stanley, for whom this stands, shall stand in Heaven. 



In Peterborough Cathedral, on Sir Richard 
WORME. 1589. 

Does worm eat Worme ? Knight Worme this trutk 

confirms. 
For here, with worms, lies Worme a dish for worms. 
Does worm eat Worme ? sure iVorme will this denjv 
For Worme with worms, a dish for worms don't lie. 
'Tis so, and 'tis not so, for free from worms 
"Tis certain Worme is blest witliout his wQrms, 



267 

In St, Bartholomew the Great, Smithjield ; sacred 
to the memory of that worthy and learned Francis 
Anthony, Doctor in Physick. 

There needs no verse to beautifye thy praise. 
Or keep in memory thy spotless name ; 

Religion, virtue, and thy skill did raise 
A threefold pillar to thy lasting fame. 

Though poisonous envy ever sought to blame. 
Or hide the fruits of thy invention ; 

Yet shall they all commend that high design. 
Of purest gold to make a medicine,* 
That feel thy help by that thy rare invention. 

He died the 16th of May, 1623, of his age 74. 

His loving son John Anthony, Doctor in Physic, 
left this remembrance of his sorrow. He died the 
28th of April, 1655, aged 70 years, and was buried near 
this place, and left behind hiui one son and three 
daus:hters. 



On a Scolding Wife, who died in her sleep. 

Here lies the quint-essence of noise and strife. 
Or, in one word, here lies a scolding wife ; 
Had not death took her when her mouth was shut. 
He durst not for his ears have touched the slut, 

* He was the Inventor of the Aunim Potdbik, a 
nostrum of great note in the 17th century. 



26^ 

In St. Lawrence, Juri/, London ; on William 
Bird, who died October 2, 1698; aged 4 years. 

One charming Bii^d to Paradise is flown. 
Yet are we not of comfort quite bereft : 

Since one of this fair brood is still our own, 
And still to cheer our drooping souls is left. 

This stays with us whilst that his flight doth take. 

That earth and skies may one sweet concert make. 



In St. Bartholomew the Great, Smithfield. 

Hie in hmnatum succubat, quantum terrestre viri 
vere venerandi YiBW arbi Cooke, Philosophii apprime 
docti nee non medici spectatissmi, qui tertio idus Au~ 
gusti, anno 1652, anno Mtatis 39 certa resurgenda 
spe (uti neeessej naturce concessit. 

Unsluce your briny flood ; what, can you keep 
Your eyes from tears, and see the marble weep ? 
Burst out, for shame ; or if you find no vent 
For tears ; yet stay, and see the stones relent. 



WORCESTER CATHEDRAL, 

Here lyeth buried Prince Arthure, the first be- 
gotten son of the right renowned King Henry VIL 
which noble Prince departed out of this transitory 
life in the castle of Ludlowe, in the 17th year of his 
father's reign, and in the year of our Lord God, one 
ihousand five hundred and two. 



269 

In St, Martin's Churchy Outwich, London ; rebuilt 
ill 1796. Many of the monuments in the old build- 
ing are preserved in the present Church, amongst 
which is the following: — In memory of John Wight, 
obit. anno. 1633 ; aged 24. 

Reader ! thou mayst forbear to put thine eyes 
To charge for tears to mourn these obsequies : 
Such charitable grief would best be given. 
To those who late or never come to Heav'n. 
But here you woidd by weeping on this dust. 
Allay his happiness with thy mistrust ; 
Whose pious closing of his youthful years, 
Deserves thy imitation, not Ihy tears. 



In St. Mary, Rotherhithe, Surrey ; to the memory 
of Prince Lee Boo, a native of the Pelew or Paloo 
Islands, and son to Abbey Thllle, Rupack, or 
King of the Island, Goo-roo-raa, who departed this 
life on the 27th of December, 1787, aged 20 years. 
This stone is inscribed by the Honorable East India 
Company, as atestimony of the humane and kind treat- 
ment, ati'orded by his father to the Crew of their ship, 
the Antelope, Captain Wilson, which was wrecked 
off that Island, on the night of the 9th of August, 
1783. 

Stop, reader ! stop, let nature claim a tear, 
A Prince of mine, Lee Boo, lies buried here. 

An account of this amiable Prince is given in Mr. 
Keate's interesting narrative of Captain Wilsons 
adventures at the Pekw Islands. 



270 

ST. ANN'S, SOHO. 

-A monuraeut was erected in the Church-yard by the 

Earl of Orford; 

With the following Inscription : — 

Near this place is interred 

THEODORE, KING OF CORSICA, 

Who died in this parish December, 11th, 1756, 

Immediately after leaving 

The King's Bench prison. 

By the benefit of the act of Insolvency : 

In consequence of which 

He registered his kingdom of Corsica 

For the use of his creditors. 

The grave, great teacher, to a level brings 
Heroes and beggars, galley-slaves and kings ; 
But Theodore this moral learn'd ere dead, — 
Fate pour d its lessons on his living head, 
Bcstow'd a kingdom, and deny'd him bread. 



ON GRAY, THE POET. 

Ye lovers, robb'd of all your souls held dear. 

Ye maidens, sorrowing for your lovers true ; 
Ye orphans, weeping o'er your father's bier. 

Now mourn for him, who best could mourn for you. 
Por here he lies, who knew, in tender strains, 

To pour the artless, elegiac lay. 
To lull your sorrows, and to sooth your pains ; 

Here lies the gen'rous^ sympathetic Gray. 



271 

In St. A/ban's, Heists, facing llie entrance of the 
south door, is the monument of Humphrey, brothec 
to King Henry V. commonly distinguished by the 
title of the good Duke of Gloucester. It is adorned with 
a ducal, coronet, and tlie arms of France and England 
quartered. In niches on one side are Seventeen Kings. 
The inscription alludes to the pretended miraculous 
cure of a supposed blind man detected by the Duke. 

Sacred to the inemory of the best of mc?i, 

Interr'd within this consecrated ground, 

Lies he whom Henry his protector found : 

Good Humphrey, Gloucester s duke, who well could 

spy. 
Fraud couch'd within the blind impostor's eye ; 
His country's light and state's re%er'd support, 
Who peace and rising learning deign'd to court- 
Whence his rich library at Oxford plac'd. 
Her ample schools with sacred intluence grac'd ; 
Yet fell beneath an envious woman's wile, 
Both to herself, her King and Country vile ; 
Who scarce allows his bones this spot of land. 
Yet spite of envy shall his glory stand. 



ON MR. SANDS. 

Who would live in other's breath ? 

Fame deceives the dead man's trusty 
When our names do change by deaths 

Smids I was, and now' am dust. 



%n 

An inscription on a Pillar at jBarwef, commemorates 
the Battle fought on that spot on the 14th April, 1471, 
between King Edward IV. and the Earl of War~ 
WICK, in which the Earl was slain, with many of the 
prime nobility and ten thousand men. 

Here was fought 

The famous Battle, 

Between EDWARD IV. 

And the EARL of WARWICK, 

April 14, anno. 1471. 

In which the Earl was 

Defeated and slain. 



On J. B D, Esq. Late Alderman of D,, 

Here, fast asleep, upon his back. 
By death extended, lies plump Jack ; 
A sleeper ne'er to be forgot, 

Renown'd as Cli y, or as Trott. 

Oft has he slept (we've heard him snore) 
Within these sacred walls before ; 
Yet, charm'd awhile by Morpheus rod, 
He soon shook off the feeble god. 
And soon victorious ^gan to rise. 
And yawn, and stare, and rub his eye*= 
Now vanquish'd quite, behold him fall^ 
Attach'd by sleep, and death, and all. 
Be serious Muse. — The day will come 
When he, fresh rising from this tomb. 
Shall life and other realms explore. 
And wake to die, to sleep no more.. 



273 

In Westminster Ahhey^ on Dr. Goldsmith, is a 
Latin inscription, by Dr. Johnson, thus translated. 

By the love of his associates. 

The fidehty of his friends. 

And the veneration of his readers. 

This monument is raised 

To the Memory of 

OLIVER GOLDSMITH, 

A poet, a natural philosopher, and an historian. 

Who left no species ot writing; untouched bv his pen; 

Nor touched auv that be <\'\(\ not embellish : 

Whether smiles or tears were to oe txcited. 

He was a powerful, yet gentle master 

Over the aftections ; 

Of a genius at once suiJimr, lively, and 

Equal to every subject ; 

In expression, at once lofty, elegant, and graceful. 

He was born in the kingdom of Ireland, 

At a place called Pallaf^, in the parish of Forney, 

And county of Longford, 

29th November, 1731.* 

Educated at Dublin, 

And died in Loudon, 

April 4th, 1774. 

* Johnson had been misinformed in this particular: 
it has since been ascertained that he was born No- 
vember 29th, 1728, and by many it is supposed shat 
Elphni, in the county of Roscommon, was the place 
of his birth. 

N N 



274 

ON JOAN OF ARC. 

Here lies Joan of Arc, the which 
Some count saint, and some count witch ; 
Some count man, and some count more; 
Some count maid, and some count whore : 
Her life's in question, wrong or right. 
Her death's in doubt by laws or might : 
Meantime France a wonder saw, 
A woman rule 'gainst Salic law. 
But, reader, be advis'd, and stay 
Thy censure till the judgment day ; 
Then shalt thou know (and not before) 
Whether saint, witch, man, maid, or whore. 



On John Tissey, a great Punster, 

Merry was he for whom we all now are sad ; 
His jokes were many, and but few were bad; 
The gay, the jocund, sprightly, active soul. 
No more shall pun ; alas ! no more shall bowl. 
Now at his tomb, methinks I hear him say, 
I never lik'd to be in a gram way ; 
Then by and bye, he cries, for all your scoffing, 
I now am only in a fit of coffin. 
Thy passing bell with heavy hearts we hear. 
For thee each passing belle shall drop a tear ; 
That sable hearse that drew thy corpse along. 
Shall be rehears'd in dismal poet's song. 
Ah, how unlike ! yet this is he, we're sure. 
Who once in Grafton's coach sat so demure. 



275 

Many a ball he gracefully began. 

Well may we hawlf to lose so great a man. 

Thy friendly club their mighty loss deplore. 

Their faithful secretary, now no more ! 

Thou ne'er shalt secret tarry, tho' in death. 

While puns are puns, or punning men have breath* 

His Epitaph, 

Beneath this gravel and those stones. 
Lie poor Jack Tissey's skin and bones ; 
His flesh, I oft have heard him say. 
He hop'd, in time, would make good hay. 
Quoth I, how can that come to pass ? 
When he replied, " All flesh is grass," 



ON KING CHARLES H. 

Here lies our sov'reign lord the king. 
Whose word no man relies on ; 

Who never said a foolish thing. 
Nor ever did a wise one. 

LORD ROCHESTER. 



ON A MAYOR OF EXETER. 

Here lies the body of Captain Tully, 
Aged a hundred and nine years fully ; 
And threescore years before, as mayor. 
The sword of this city he did bear. 
Nine of his wives do by him lie. 
So shall the tenth when she doth die. 



%76 

ON SIR JOHN CALF, 

Here lyes the body of Sir John Calf, 
Who was thrice lord mayor of this city. 

Honour ! Honour I Honour \ 

The following Lines were written hy a Gentleman who 
read the above Epitaph. 

O wretched Death, more subtle than a Fox, 
Could'st thou not let this C«// become an Ox, 
That he might brouse amongst the briars and thorns. 
And wear, among his brethren. 

Horns ! Horns 1 Horns 1 



Cornwall. On Joan Carthew. 

Here lies the body of Joan Carthew ^ 

Born at St. Columby buried at St. Cue ; 

Children she had five ; 

Three are dead, and two alive ; 

Those that are dead chusing rather 

To die with the mother, than live with the father. 



ON THOMAS NICKS. 

Here lyeth Thorn. Nicks' body. 
Who lived a fool, and dyed a noddy ; 
As for his sou!, ask them that can tell 
Whether fools' soub go to Heav'n or Hell, 



27:?' 

ON MRS. NOTT. 

JSiOtt" a maid, 

Nott • — a wife, 

Nott — a widow, 

Nott a whore. 

She was Nott these. 
And yet she was all four. 
Nott born, Nott died, Nott christen'd, Nott begot, 
Lo I here she lies that was, and that was Nott ; 
She died, was born, baptiz'd, and, what is more. 
Was in her life-time honest, Nott a whore : 
Reader, behold a wonder rarely wrought. 
That whilst thou seem'st to read, thou readest Nott, 



In St. Mary's, Nottingham; en Mrs. Buff, a 
Fortune Teller. 

Here lies Mrs. Buff, 
Who had money enough ; 
She laid it up in a store ; 

And when she died 

She shut her eyes. 
And never spoke more. 



On Prince Henry, son of James I. 

1 have no vein in verse, but if I could 

Distil on every word a pearl, I would. 

Our sorrows pearl drops, not from pens, but eyes. 

Whilst other Muses write, mine only cries. 



278 

ON JOE CRUMP. 

Once ruddy and plump, 

Bnt now a paie lump. 

Beneath this soft clump. 

Lies honest Joe Crump, 
Who wish'd to his neighbour no evil ; 

Although by Death's thump. 

He's laid on his rump ; 

Yet up he shall jump. 

When he hears the last trump, 
And triumph o'er death and the devil. 



ON WILLIAM ROBERTSON, D. D. 

Within, the relics of a churchman lie. 

The good man's friend, and no man's enemy ; 

Learn'd humble, pious, cheerful, mild ; his breast 

A mansion pure, by Charity possest. 

To all benevolent, and less inclin'd 

To serve himself, than benefit mankind : 

To that he sacrific'd each worldly view, i 

For what his heart condemn'd he durst not do. 

Though scant of wealth, rich in the truest sense. 

Rich in a conscience void of all offence ; 

And to man's natural rights a friend sincere. 

Or in a civil or religious sphere. 

In him, as in a glass, the world might see 

What teacher, husband, father, man, should be. 

To truth a constant friend he liv'd and died ; 

Truth, in return, this epitaph supplied. 



279 

ON A COUNTRY INNKEEPER. 

Here. ! hark ye I old friend ! what wilt pass, then, 
without 

Taking notice of honest plump Jack ? 
For see how 'tis with me, my h»ht is burnt out. 

And they've laid me here flat on my back. 
That light in my nose, once so bright to behold. 

That light is extinguish'd at last ; 
And I'm now put to bed, in the dark and the cold. 

With wicker, and so forth, made fast 
But now wilt oblige me 1 Then call for a quart 

Of the best, from the house o'er the way ; 
Drink a part on't thyself, on my grave pour a part. 

And walk on. — Friend, I wish thee good day. 



On Mr. John Mole, who died at Worcester, 

Beneath this cold stone lies a son of the Earth ; 
His story is short, though we date from his birth ; 
His mind was as gross as his body was big : 
He drank like a fish, and he ate like a pig ; 
No cares of religion, of wedlock, or state. 
Did e'er, for a moment, encumber John's pate : 
He sat, or he walk'd, but his walk was but creeping. 
And he rose from his bed — when quite tir'd of sleep- 

Without foe, without friend, unnotic'd he died ; 
Not a single soul laugh'd, not a single soul cried. 
Like his four-footed namesake, he dearly lov'd earth. 
So the sexton has cover'd his body with turf. 



280 

AT FARLAM, NEAR NA WORTH CASTLE, 

John Bell broken bow 
Ligs under this stean : 
Four of mine een sons 
Laid it on my weam, 
I was a man of my meat. 
Master of my wife ; 
I lived on mine own land 
Without mickle strife. 



On W. Elderton, the red-nosed Ballad-maker. 

He was originally an attorney in the sheriff's cour^ 
of London, and afterwards (if we may believe Oldys) 
a comedian ; was a facetious fuddling companion, 
whose tippling and rhymes rendered him famous 
among his contemporaries. He was author of many 
popular songs and ballads, and probably other pieces. 
He is believed to have fallen a victim to his bottle be- 
fore the year 1592. His epitaph has been recorded 
by Camden, and is thus translated by Oldys. 

Dead drunk, here Elderton doth lie ; 
Dead as he is, he still is dry : 
So of him it may well be said. 
Here he, but not his thirst, is laid. 

See Stoivs Lond. (Guildhall) — Biogr. Brit. (Dray- 
ton, by Oldys, Note B.) Ath. 0\— Camden's Remains 
—The Exaale-lation of Ale, among Beaumonfs Poems^ 
8vo. 1G53. 



281 

ON FRANCIS CHARTERIS. 

Here contiiiueth to rot 

The body oi Francis Charteris ; 

Who, with an inflexible constancy. 

And inimitable uniformity of life. 

Persisted, 

In spite of age and infirmities. 

In the practice of every human vice ; 

Excepting prodigality and hypocrisy ; 

His insatiable avarice exempted him from the first. 

His matchless impudence from the second : 

Nor was he more singular 

In the undeviating depravity of his manners. 

Than successful 

In accumulating wealth ; 

For, without trade or profession. 

Without trust of public money. 

And without bribe-worthy service. 

He acquired, or, more properly, created, 

A ministerial tstate. 

He was the only person of his time 

Who could cheat without the mask of honesty. 

Retain his priniaeval meanness 

When possessed of ten thousand a year ; 

And having deserved the gibbet for what he did. 

Was at last condemned to it for what he could not do. 

O indiirnant reader ! 

Think not his life useless to mankind ! 

Providence, at his execrable designs 

To give to after ages 

A conspicuous proof and example 

Pf how small estimation is exorbitant wealthj 

Oo 



282 

In the sight of God, 

By his bestowing it on the most unworthy 

Of all mortals. 

DR. ARBUTHNOT. 

This man was infamous for all manner of vices„ 
When he was an ensign in the army, he was drum- 
med out of the regiment for a cheat ; he was next 
banished to Brussels, and drummed out of Ghent, on 
the same account. After an hundred tricks at the 
gaming table, he took to lending of money at exorbi- 
tant interest and great premium ; and accumulating 
premium, interest and capital into new capital, and 
seizing to a minute when the payments became due'; 
in a word, by a constant attendance on the wants, 
vices, and follies of mankind, he acquired an immense 
fortune. His house was the scene of every iniquity. 
He was twice condemned for rapes, and pardoned ; 
but the last time not without imprisonment in New- 
gate, and large confiscations. 

He died in 1731, aged 62. The populace at his 
funeral raised a great riot, almost tore the body out 
of the coffin, and cast dead dogs, &c, into the grave 
along with it. 

He was said to have died worth seven thousand 
pounds a year, estates in land, and about one hun- 
dred thousand pounds in money. 



I, Sir John Trollop, 
Made these stones roll up j 
When God shall take my soul up. 
My body shall fill that hole u|> . 



283 

ON ROBIN HOOD. 

Hear underneath dis laitl stean 
Laiz Robert, Earl of Huntingdon ; 
Nea arcir ver az hie sae geud. 
An pipl kauld im Robin Heud : 
Sick utlawz as hi an is men 
Vil England niver si agen. 

Obiit 24 kal, Dekembris, 1247. 

See Thoresly's Ducat Leod, p. 576. Biog. Brit 
VI.— 3933. 

The above is in black letter. 

IN MODERN ENGLISH. 

Here, underneath this little stone. 
Lays Robert^ Earl of Huntingdon : 
No archer was as he so good, 
And people call'd bim Robin Hood: 
Such outlaws as he and his men 
Will England never see again. 

He died December 24th, 1247, 

The famous hero of the above epitaph had his 
chief residence in Sherwood Forest, Nottinghamshire, 
and the heads of whose story, as collected by Stow, 
are briefly these: — 

** In this time (about the year 1190, in the reign 
ei Richard the First) were many robbers and outlaws, 
among the which Robin Hood and Little John, re- 
nowned thieves, continued in woods, despoiling and 
robbing the goods of the rich. They killed none but 
such as would invade them: or by resistance for their 
own defence. 



^B4 

** The said Robert entertained an hundred tail 
men, and good archers, with such spoiles and thefts 
as he got, upon whom four hundred, (were they ever 
so strong), durst not give the onset. He suffered no 
"woman to he oppressed, violated, or otherwise mo- 
lested : poor men s goods he spared, abundantlie re- 
lieving them with that which, by theft, he got from 
abbeys and the houses of rich earls : whom Major 
(the historian) blanieth for his rapine and theft, but 
of all thieves he atfirmeth him to be the prince, and 
the most gentle thief." Annals, p. 156. 

The personal courage of this celebrated outlaw, 
his skill in archery, his humanity, and especially his 
levellmg principle of taking from the rich and giving 
to the poor, have, in all ages, rendered him the fa- 
vourite of the common people ; who, not content 
with celebrating his memory by innumerable songs 
and stories, have erected him into the dignity of an 
earl. Indeed, it is not impossible but our hero, to 
gain the more respect from his followers, or they to 
derive the more credit to their profession, may have 
given rise to such a report themselves : for w^e find 
it recorded in an epitaph, which, if genuine, must 
have been inscribed on his tombstone near the nun- 
nery of Kirklees, in Yorkshire ; where (as the story 
goes) he was bled to death by a treacherous nun, to 
whom he applied for phlebotomy. 



ON MR. FOOTE. 

Here lies one Foote, whose death may thousands save. 
For death has now one Foofe within the grave. 



285 

la PaiiVs Church-yard f Mouseholcy Cornwall ; oq, 
Dolly Pentrilath, who was one of the last per- 
sons known to speak the Cornish language, and died 
at the great age of 102. Her epitaph is both in Cor- 
nish and English. 

Old Doll Pentreath, one hundred age and two. 
Both born, and in Paul parish buried too ; 
Not va the church 'mongst people great and high. 
But in the Church-yard doth old Dolly lie ! 



IN GLASGOW CHURCH-YARD. 

Here ligs Mess Andrew Gray^ 
Of whom ne muckle good can I say ; 
He was ne Quaker, for he had ne spirit ; 
He was ne Papist, for he had ne merit ; 
He was ne Turk, for he drank muckle wine ; 
He was ne Jew, for he eat muckle swine. 
Full forty years he preach'd and lee'd ; 
For w^hich God doom'd him when he dee'd. 



In Shrivenham Church, Berkshire; on Samuel 
Barrington, Admiral of the White, and General of 
Marines, who diqd, August 16, 1800. 

Here rests the hero, who, in glory's page. 
Wrote his fair deeds for more than half an age ; 
Here rests the patriot, who, for EnoJand's good, 
Each toil encountered, and each clime withstood. 



"286 

Here rests the Christian, his the loftier thenar. 
To seize the conquest, yet renounce the fame. 
He, when his arm St. Lucia s trophies boasts, 
Ascribes the glory to the Lord of Hosts ; 
And when the harder task remain'd behind. 
The passive courage and the will resign'd. 
Patient the veteran victor yields his breath. 
Secure in him who conquer'd Sin and Death. 

HANNAH MORE. 



An Inscription on a Tomb-stone, in Ansty Church- 
yard. 

Mary Best lies buried here. 
Her age it was just ninety year : 
Twenty-eight she liv'd a single life. 
And only four years was a wife ; 
She liv'd a widow fifty-eight. 
And died January 11th, eighty-eight. 



In Berkhampstead Church, Herts, on Mrs. Cow- 
PER, mother of Cowper the Poet, by whom the fol- 
lowing Epitaph was written : she died, November 13;* 
1737. 

Here lies interred, too soon bereft of life. 
The best of mothers, and the kindest wife : 
Who neither knew, nor practis'd any art, 
Secure in all she wished, her husband's heaity- 



287 

Her love to him preserving ev'n in deatli, 
Pray'd heav'n to bless him with her latest breath. 
Still was she studious never to offend. 
And glad of an occasion to commend : 
With ease could pardon injuries receiv'd, 
Nor e'er was cheerful when another griev'd : 
Despising state, with her own lot content, 
Enjoy'd the comforts of a life well-spent ; 
Resign'd when Heav'n demanded back her breath. 
Her mind heroic 'midst the pangs of death. 
Whoe'er thou art that dost this tomb draw near, "> 
O stay awhile, and shed a friendly tear ; > 

These lines, tho' weak, are like herself sincere. J 



ON SIR JOSHUA REYNOLDS, 

Here Reynolds is laid ; and, to tell you my mind. 
He has left not a wiser or better behind. 
His pencil was striking, resistless, and grand ; 
His manners were gentle, complying, and bland. 
Still born to improve us in every part ; 
His pencil, our faces ; his manners, our heart ; 
To coxcombs averse, yet most civilly steering, 
WTien they judg'd without skill, he was still hard of 

hearing ; 
When they talk'd of their Raphaels, Correggios, aad 

stuff. 
He shifted his trumpet,* and only took snuff. 

GOLDSMITH. 

* Sir Joshua was so deaf, as to be obliged to tls€ 
an ear-trumpet in company. 



*i88 

111 Carrisbrookct Isle of Wight^ on William Keel- 
ing, who died in the year 1619, having been Groom 
to the Chancer to James the First, and General foi: 
the Honourable East India Adventurers. 

Fortie and two years in this vessel frail, 
On the rough seas of life did Keeling sail, 
A merchant fortunate, a captain bold, 
A courtier gracious, yet, alas, not old. 
Such wealth, experience, honour, and high praise, 
Few winne in twice so manie years or daies. 
For what the world admir'd he deem'd but drosse, 
For Christ ; without Christ all his gains but losse ; 
For him and his dear love, with merry cheer. 
To the Holy Land his last course he did steer. 
Faith serv'd for sails ; the Sacred Word for card ; 
Hope was his anchor ; Glory his reward ; 
And thus with gales of grace by happy venture. 
Through Straits of Death, Heaven's Harbour he did 
enter. 



On a Physician, who died in Cumberland a few 
years ago, and, agreeably to an injunction imposed 
OR his friends, v/as buried at midnight in the centre 
of a wood. 

Beneath the covert of this spreading shade 
A master of the healing art is laid ; 
Whose death was notic'd by no passing bell. 
No dirge was chaunted o'er his earthly cell ; 
No train was hir'd, in fun'ral pomp, to shew 
A mimic scene of artificial woe. 



289 

may the bigot's gloomy censure spare 
His lonely grave, unliallow'd with a pray'r 1 
And learn, that Virtue, wheresoever found. 
In woods — in churches — consecrates the ground. 



On Mr. Carter, who was burnt by the great 
powder mischance in Finsbury. 

Here lies an honest Carter (yet no clown) 
Unladen of his cares, his end the Crown ; 
Vanish'd from hence, even in a cloud of smoke, 
A blowiirup citizen, and yet not broke. 



ON AN ATTORNEY. 

Reader ! beware the path you tread. 
Lest, by mischance, you wake the dead ; 
Nor deem my caution insincere. 

For Lawyer W. • sleepeth here : 

A man to every demon known. 
Who made the statutes all his own: 
Conceiv'd in Ruin's baneful womb. 
His heart was harder than his tomb. 
For forty summers at assize 
He cast a film o'er Reason's eyes: 
But now, alas ! his toil is o'er. 
Who made us sweat at every pore; 
For now, remov'd from mortal evil. 
He'll do his best to cheat the devil ! 

ANTHONY PASQUIN. 



290 

Said to be in Wrexham Church-yard. 

Here lies old Hare, worn out with care. 

Who whilom tolVd the beU, 
Could dig a grave, or set a staves 

And say Amen full well. 
For sacred song, he'd Sternhold's tongue. 

And Hopkins' eke also ; 
With cough and hem, he stood by them. 

As far as lungs would go. 
Many a feast for worms he drest. 

Himself then wanting bread ; 
But lo ! he's gone, with skin and bone. 

To starve them now he's dead. 
Here take his spade, and use his trade. 

Since he is out of breath ; 
Cover the bones of him, who once 

Wrought journey-work for death. 



On Dr. Johnson 5 said to be written by Soame 
Jenyns. 

Here lies poor Johnson ; reader, have a care. 
Tread lightly, lest you rouse a sleeping bear ; 
Religious, moral, gen'rous, and humane 
He was — but self-sufficient, rude, and vain : 
Ill-bred, and overbearing in dispute ; 
A scholar and a christian — yet a brute. 
Would you know all his wisdom and his folly. 
His actions, sayings, mirth, and melancholy, 
Boswell and Thrale, retailers of his wit. 
Will tell you how he wrote, and talk'd, and cough 'd, 
and spit% 



291 

On a Dramatist, who was a plagiary and a no- 
torious liar. 

Here lies 

In truth you will find beneath this ground 
One who ne'er yet in truth was found. 
Yet none on earth poor Tom deceived. 
For always lying, none believed. 

But, strange ! 
By fate dispatch'd without his fill. 
Below the dog is lying still. 



Lines by the learned and facetious Reverend 
William Godwin, Fellow of Eton College, and Vi- 
car of St. Nicholas, in Bristol, He died in June, 
1747. — Written for himself. 

Here lies a head that often ach'd ; 
Here lie two hands that always shak'd ; 
Here lies a brain of odd conceit; 
Here lies a heart that often beat ; 
Here lie two eyes that daily wept. 
And in the night but seldom slept ; 
Here lies a tongue that whining talk'd ; 
Here lie two feet that feebly walk'd; 
Here lie the midriff, and the breast. 
With loads of indigestion prest ; 
Here hes the liver full of bile. 
That ne'er secreted proper chyle ; 
Here lie the bowels, human tripes, 
Tortur'd with wind, and twisting gripes ; 
Here lies that livid dab, the spleen. 
The source of life's sad tragic scene; 



^92 

That left side weight that clogs the blood. 
And stagnates nature's circling flood. 
Here lie the nerves, so often twitch'd 
With painful cramps, and poignant stitch ; 
Here lies the back, oft rack'd with pains. 
Corroding kidnies, loins and reins ; 
Here lies the skinner scurvy fed. 
With pimples, and eruptions red ; 
Here lies the man, from top to toe. 
That fabric fam'd for pain and woe ; 
He caught a cold, but colder death 
Compress'd his lungs and stopt his breathy 
The organs could no longer go, 
Because the bellows ceas'd to blow. 

Thus I dissect this honest friend, 
Who ne'er till death was at wit's end ; 
For want of spirits here he fell ; 
With higher spirits let him dwell. 
In future state of peace and love, 
Where just men's perfect spirits move. 



In the church at North Church, Herts, is a brass 
plate fixed vp v«ith a sketch of the head of Peter 
the Wild Boy, and underneath the following inscrip- 
tion : — 

" To the memory of PETER, known by the name 
of the Wild Boy, having been found wild in the for- 
est of Hertswold, neat Hanover, in the year 1725. 
He then appeared to be about twelve years of age. In 
the following year he was brought to England by or- 
der of the late Queen Caroline; and the ablest ma?- 



^93 

ters were provided for him. But proving incapable of 
speaking, or of receiving any instruction, a comforta- 
ble provision was made for him at a farm-house in this 
parish, where he continued to the end of his inoffea- 
sive life. He died on the 22d of February, 1785, sup- 
posed to be aged 72." 

'Tis reported that his countenance much resembled 
that of Socj'ates. He could never be taught to arti- 
culate any words, though he hummed a tune or two 
very ill. He was very fond of ale and tobacco, and 
had retained so much of his court breeding as to kisd 
the hand of the person who gave him money. He was 
extremely sensible of the change of the weather, and 
used to howl and be very wretched before rain. He 
was supposed to have been an idiot purposely put in 
the way of George the First, in the forest where 
he was discovered. 



In Tower Church, London ; on Captain Valen- 
tine Pyne, late Master- gunner of England, 

V ndaunted hero, whose aspiring mind, 
A s being not willing here to be confin'd, 

L ike birds in cage, in narrow trunk of clay, 
E ntertain'd death and with it soar d away ; 
N ow he is gone, why should I not relate 
T o future ages his valour, fame, and fate : 
I ust, loyal, prudent, faithful, such was he, 
N ature accomplish'd world's epitome. 
P roud he was not, and though by riches try'd, 

Y et virtue was his safe, his surest guide ; 
ISf or can devouring time his rapid jaws 
E'er eat away those actions he made law&. 



294 

EPITAPHE DE ROBESPIERRE. 

Passaut, ne pleure pas mon sort, 
Si je vivais, tu serais mort, 

IN ENGLISH. 

Passenger, weep not at my fate. 

For were I living, thou wouldst soon be dead.* 



The following is written by Lackington, the 
celebrated Bookseller , on himself ; and he requests, 
in the publication of his Memoirs, that when he is 
gone to heaven (but he observes he is not in haste a- 
bout it), his friends w ill have it engraved on his tomb- 
.stone : — 

Good passenger, one moment stay. 
And contemplate this heap of clay ; 
'Tis Lackington that claims a pause, 
Who strove w ith death, but lost his cause : 
A stranger genius ne'er need be, 
Than many a merry year was he. 
Some faults he had, some virtues too; 
(The devil himself should have his due ;) 
And as dame fortune's wheel turn'd round. 
Whether at top or bottom found, 
He never once forgot his station. 
Nor e'er disown'd a poor relation ; 
In poverty he found content. 
Riches ne'er made him insolent. 

* In allusion to his insatiate thirst for the blood of 
his fellow citizens* 



295 

When poor, he'd rather read than eat ; 
When rich, books form'd his highest treat'. 
His first great wish, to act, with care. 
The several parts assigned him here ; 
And, as his heart to truth inclined. 
He studied hard the truth to find. 
Much pride he had, — 'twas love of fame, 
And sHghted gold, to get a name ; 
But fame herself prov'd greatest gain. 
For riches folio w'd in her train. 
Much had he read, and much had thought. 
And yet, you see, he's brought to nought ; 
Or out of print, as he would say. 
To be revis'd some future day ; 
Free from errata, with addition^ 
A new and a complete edition. 



HEYDON, YORKSHIRE. 

Here Iveth the body of 

WILLIAM STRUTTON, 

Of Padrington. 

Buried the 18th of May 1734, 

Aged 97- 

Who had, by his first wife, twenty-eight children. 

And by a second seventeen ; 

Own father to forty-five. 

Grand father to eighty-six. 

Great-grand-father to ninety-seven. 

And great-grand-grand-father to twenty-three ; 

In all two hundred and fifty-one. 



296 

In removiiig part of the altar of Wolverhampton 
Church, in the year 1789, there appeared to be a part 
of a monument, with the following inscription in very 
legible characters — the date 1690. 

Here lie the bones 

Of Joseph Jones, 
Who eat whilst he was able ; 

But once o'er fed. 

He dropt down dead, 
And fell beneath the table. 

When from the tomb. 

To meet his doom. 
He rises amidst sinners : 

Since he must dwell 

In heav'n or hell. 
Take him —which gives best dinners ! 



The following epitaph, on a Traveller, appeared 
lately in that entertaining monthly miscellany, the Uni- 
versal Magazine. 

" The evil that men do lives after them ; the good 
is often interred with their bones." 

Here resteth the body of 
THOMAS BATTYE,* 
Late of Manchester, 
Who died on a journey through Scotland, 
May 3d, 1793, aged 30. 
* Mr. Battyes father was formerly deputy con- 
stable Sit ■ Manchester, and his brother was lately a 
performer at the Carlisle theatre. 



297 

This stone was placed here 

By an acquaintance, 

Who, after examining the debits and credits. 

Of his cash account. 

Found a small balance in his favour. 

His sickness was short. 

And, being a stranger, he was not troubled in his last 

moments with the sight of weeping friends. 

But died at an inhospitable inn. 

With the consent of all around him. 

He left no mourner here, 

Save a favourite mare ; which, 

(If the account of an ostler may be credited) 

Neither ate nor drank during his indisposition. 

Reader ! 

Little will be said to perpetuate his memory ; 

The fact is — he died poor : 

The whole he left behind, would not buy paper 

Sufficient to paint half his virtues ; 

His chief mourner was sold by public roup. 

To pay the expenses of an over2;rown landlord. 

And a half-starved apothecary. 

His bags at once contained 

His wardrobe, patterns, and library ; 

Consisting of 

Two neckcloths and a clean shirt ; 

With samples of 

Fringes, laces, lines, and tassels, ivhips, webs, 

And whalebone. 

Also the following curious collection of books : 

A volume of manuscript poetry, 

(The offspring of his own Muse), 

Matrimonial Magazines, 

Ovid's Art of Love— The Whole Dutv of Man, and 

Q 9 



Plato on the Immortality of the Soul. 

In a snug pocket. 
Lay an Aberdeen note for five pounds. 

And an unfinished love letter. 

The latter evinced an ea^er desire of a 

Speedy marriage ; 

For though \{\s family face was an 

Index of an hardened and unforgiving temper^ 

It was at last approved 

By the object of his affection. 

And if death had spared him, though 

Nature had been unkind, 

ile might have liv'd to have improved an 

Ill-favoured stock. 

The affability of his manners. 

And the susceptibility of his heart, gave 

Appearances the lie : 

His sympathetic feelings for distress 

Were eminently displayed through life : 

His attachment to the fair sex was notorious ; 

To whom he was so tenderly attentive, 

That the story of a rude embrace would have caused 

The ** tear of sensibility" to 

Trickle from his eye.* 

He was ever happy in doing good. 

And bis liberality bountifully extended to 

The unfortunate part of the sex. 

Whom he always relieved to the utmost of 

His power. 

He was, justly speaking, 

A friend to all ; 

And an enemy to none but himself. 

Brother Traveller, 

Stop, 

* He had only one. 



I 



299 

And reflect a moment 

On the uncertainty of this life ! 

Five days are not yet passed, since he 

Drank with glee, 

The well-known bumper toast ; 

He little thought it was 

His farewell tribute to every earthly pleasure ! 

But his last journey being o'er. 

There is now 

No riding double stages to make up lost time : 

Nor boxing Harry 

To make up his cash account. 

Who knows but Harry may now be boxing him ? 

The final balance 

Of the good and evil of his life 

Is now stricken ; 

And here he rests in hope. 

That it may be found to his credit on the 

Judgment Day. 

In the grand ledger of 

Everlasting Happiness ! 



ON COWPER, THE POET. 

Here, where thought no more devours, 

Rests the poet and the man ; 
Life, with all its subtle powers. 

Ending where it first began. 
Stranger, if thou lov'st a tear. 

Weep thee o'er his death awhile ; 
If thine eye would still be clear. 

Think upon his life, and smile. 



300 

In St. Clement Danes burying ground. 

Here lie the remains of 

Honest Joe Miller, 

Who was a tender husband, 

A sincere friend, 

A facetious companion, 

And an excellent comedian. 

He departed this life the 15th day of August, 1738^ 

Aged 54 years. 

If humour, wit, and honesty, could save 
The humourous, wntty, honest, from the grave. 
The grave had not so soon this tenant found. 
Whom honesty, wit, and humour crown'd. 
Or could esteem and love preserve our breath. 
And guard us longer from the stroke of death : 
The stroke of death on him had later fell. 
Whom all mankind esteem'd and lov'd so well. 



In Duloe Church, Cornwall, is an Inscription, in 
which the name of the female, M'hose remembrance it 
records, forms the anagram, Man a dry laurell. 

Maria Arundell. 

Man a dry laurell. 
Man to the marigold compar'd may be ; 
Man may be hkened to the laurell tree ; 
Both feed the eye, both please the optic sensCj 
Both soon decay, both suddenly fleet hence. 
What then infer you from her name, but this : 
Man fades away, Man a dry laurell is. 



301 

Oil a Welchman, killed by a fall from his horse. 

Here lies interr'd, beneath these stones, 
David ap Morgan, ap Shenkin, ap Jones ; 
Hur was born in Wales, hur travell'd in France, 
Hur went to heav'n by a bad mischance. 



In Leigh Delamere Church-yard, Wiltshire, 

Who lies here I — Who do'e think ? 

Why old Clapper IVatts, if you'll give him some drink. 

Give a dead man drink, for why 1 

Why, when he was ahve, he was always dry. 



ON THOMAS HUDDLESTONE. 

Here lies Thomas Huddlestone, Reader, don't smile ^. 

But reflect, as this tomb-stone you view. 
That death, who kill'd him, in a very short while 

Will huddle a stone upon you. 



ON JOHN TROTT, A BAILIFF. 

Here lies John Trott, by trade a bum; 
When he dy'd, the devil cry'd,— 
Come, John, come. 



ao2 

Said to be on a Tomb-stone at Arlington^ near 

Paris. 

Here lie 
Two grand-mothers with their two grand-daughters. 
Two husbands with their two wives. 
Two fathers with their two daughters. 
Two mothers with their two sons, 
Two maidens with their two mothers. 
Two sisters with their two brothers, 
Yet but six corps in all lie buried here. 
All born legitimate, and from incest clear. 

EXPLANATION. 

Two widows that were sisters-in-law, had each a 
son, who married each others mother, and by them 
had each a daughter. 

Suppose one widow's name Mary, and her son's 
name John, and the other widow's name Sarah, and 
her son's James, this answers the fourth line. 

Then suppose John married Sarah, and had a 
daughter by her, anti James married Mary, and had 
a daughter also, these marriages answer the first, se- 
cond, third, fifth, and sixth lines of the epitaph. 



GREAT COKNARD, SUFFOLK, 

Here lies the body of Joe Sewell, 
Who to his wife was very cruel ; 
And likewise to his brother Tom, 
As any man in Christendom ; 
This is all Fll say of Joe, 
There he lies, and let him go. 



303 

Oa John Elwes, Esq. of Matchem, Berks, ar 
Stoke, Suffolk ; the Miser. 

Here, to man's honour, and to man's disgrace. 

Lies a strong picture of the human race. 

In Elwes s form ; whose spirit, heart, and mind. 

Virtue and vice in firmest tints corabin'd. 

Rough was the rock, but blended deep with ore. 

And base the mass that many a diamond bore. 

Meanness to grandeur, folly join'd to sense. 

Avarice united with benevolence. 

Whose lips ne'er broke a truth, nor hands a trust, 

Were sometimes warmly kind and always just. 

With pow'rs to reach ambition's highest birth. 

He sunk a wretch that grovell'd to the earth. 

Lost in the lust of adding pelf to pelf. 

Poor to the poor, still poorer to himself. 

To pleasure's joy he virtue's joy denied, 

W^ant all his fear, and riches all his pride. 

A foe to none, to many oft a friend. 

Callous to give, but liberal to lend. 

Whose wants, that nearly bent to all but stealth. 

Ne'er in his country's plunder sought for wealth. 

Call'd by her voice, but call'd without expense. 

His nobler nature rous'd in her defence. 

And in the senate, labouring in her cause. 

The strictest guardian of the purest laws 

He stood ; and each instinctive taint above. 

To every bribe preferr'd a people's love. 

Yet still, with no stern patriotism fir'd. 

Wrapt up in wealth, to wealth again retir'd ; 

By pen'ry guarded from pride's sickly train. 

Living a length of days without a pain ; 

And, adding to the million never try'd, 

Lov'd, pity'd, scorn'd. and honour'd, Elwes died. 



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Learn from this proof, that in life's tempting scene^ 

Man is a compound of the great and mean. 

Discordant qualities together ty'd. 

Virtues in him with vices are ally'd. 

The sport of follies, of crimes the heir. 

Each must the mixture of an Etwes share ; 

Pondering hi. faults, his merits not disown. 

But in his nature recollect thy own ; 

And think for life and pardon where to trust, 

Were God not mercy, when his creature's dust. 



BND OF THB EPITAPHS. 



INDEX. 



Argyle, John, Duke of. . Westminster Abbey, • , . . 5 

Anstey, Christopher, Esq.. .do 22 

Addison, Joseph . . do 27 

Abercromby, Sir Ralph, K. B...St. Paul's, 39 

Alexander, Lowry . . Lambeth, 80 

Aldis, Mrs.. . Camberwell, 93 

Aries, William and Mary . . Deptford, 125 

Anderson, Robert.. St. Michael's, Dumfries, 207 

Aikin, John.. do 210 

Anthony, Francis,. St. Bartholomew, Smithfield,..267 
Arthure, Prince.. Worcester, 268 

Beauclerk, Lord Aubrey, .Westminster Abbey,.. . 10 

Burgess, Richard Rund ell . . St. Paul's, 33 

Brock, Major-General Sir Isaac . . do, 4'2 

Brookson, Benjamin. .St. Paul's Church-yard,.. . 44 

Buckler, Susannah . . Lime-House, 50 

Brewer, Edward Robinson. . St. Saviour's, 52 

Black, Mr. James. , Bermondsey, 59 

Berry, Dame Rebecca . . Stepney, 65 

Bro\yoing, Mrs, Isabella. . do ,,......, 70 

R R 



300 

BlouQt, John and Mary . , Islington, . , ^. • . • • 73 

Bennet, Mrs. . , St. Paul's, Covent-Garden, 7^ 

Butler, Roger, Esq... do., 80 

Burleigh, Anthony. . St. Mary's, Lambeth, 81 

Bayley, Elizabeth , , Leigh's Chapel, , .^ . . . 83 

Burlett, Mr, Thomas., St. Leonard's, Shore-ditch, 87 

Basnet, Miss Mary. .St. Giles in the Fields, 89 

Brown, Mrs. Ann..Camberwell, 01 

Blake, Mr, James, , . do 94 

Briers, Mr. Edward . .Hammersmith,. , 104 

Brian, John, Esq. , . Kensington, 105 

Bowden, Marianne. .Fulham, 106 

Braine, Mr. Richard » . Greenwich, 112 

Banks, Mr. Richard . . Woolwich, 119 

Bennett, Mr. Joseph . . Deptford, 12a 

Blight, Mr. Isaac . . do 124 

Brown, Thomas.. do ... .» 126 

Beaufoy, Mrs. Sarah.. do.. ib. 

Bowman, Mary . . Lanercost Abbey, ............ 136 

Blaylock, Richard » • Scaleby, ... .^ ..... ^ 144 

Boustead, John , . Brampton, . , 150 

Bell, Edward and Ann . . Nether Denton, 155 

Bell, Edward., do 156 

Sell, Charles, .do.. .,«..,... 157 

Barwise, Richard . , West Ward, .....••....•.••. 159^^ 

Barwise, Colonel Thomas. • Wigton, 163 

Boy es, Mr, Robert <. » St. Mary 's^ Carlisle, , , ^ . . , .^ > 165 



1 



307 

Beaty, Mr. David . . Stanwix, Carlisle, 173 

Baxter, Robert. . Knaresdale, • . . . . 180 

Bell, James, .North Shields, 181 

Bell, Margaret.. do., , 182 

Bellinghara, Lady Dorothie. . Heversham,. ,»,^,, .188 

Burgh, William, A. M...York, 195 

Bushby, Thomas. . St. Giles, Cripplegate, 196 

Burnside, Rev. Dr. William. . Dumfries, 205 

Barrington, Samuel. • Limerick, , 226 

Bond, Edward, Esq... Armagh, 227 

Brown, John . . Hoveton, St. John, 255 

Bird, William . . St. Lawrence, Jury, 2d8 

Buft; Mrs... St. Mary's, Nottingham, 277 

Barrington, Samuel . . Shriveuham, Berks • . ••..•• 285 

Craggs, the Rt. Hon. James. . Westminster Abbey, 7 

Carteret, Philip. .do 10 

Cowley, Abraham.. do.. 21 

Cleve, Ann of. • Westminster Area, 26 

Cornwallis, Charles, Marquis.. St. Paul's, 32 

Crawford, Major-General Robert., do 35 

CoUingwood, Lord Cuthbert...do 41 

Clare, Thomas.. Lime-House, , 49 

Crabb, Mr. Roger.. Stepney, 68 

Clark, Elizabeth Oleison . . do 71 

Chambers, Cowin Duncan,. do. ,, 72 

Churchill, Miss Patience, , Newington, ..,.•••«.. 79 



308 

Couts, Mary..Kensington,,«,. , ,« ,. , , .106 

Court, Mrs. Ann. .Greenwich,. , Ill 

Carley, Robert, and Sons . , Woolwich, 120 

Crow, Mrs. Christian.. Deptford, 124 

Cocket, Nathaniel, .do... . , 125 

Cave, Richard . . Peel, Isle of Man, 129 

Cragg, George . . Ireby, 158 

Carlyle, Mr. Thomas. .St. Mary's, Carlisle, 165 

Corrie, James. .Dumfries, 201 

Corbet, James, Esq... do 203 

Cutlar, Sarah . . do , 208 

Craufurd, Captane Robert. .Paisley, 221 

Craufurd, James.. do 222 

Clarke, Mrs. Mary . . Beckenham, Kent, 239 

Crosfield, Robert Thomas, M. D...Hendon, 254 

Cotton, Sir Allen, Knight. .St. Martin's Orgar's,..262 

Caesar, Sir Julius Dalmare . . St. Helen's, 263 

Collince, Mr. John.. Barton-Stacy, Hants 265 

Cooke, Edwardi..St. Bartholomew, Smithfield,..268 
Cowper, Mrs. . , Berkhampstead, Herts, 28o 

Drayton, Michael, Esq... Westminster Abbey,.... 24 

Duff, Captain George. . St. Paul's, 32 

Dundas, Major-General Thomas, .do 35 

Dauby, John.. Professor of Music. St. Pancras,.. 98 

Dixon, Ann and Martha . . Greenwich, 1 1 1 

Davis, Mrs,,. do.,.,.., •• ib= 



309 

Dixon, Mary.,Castle-Carnck, ...135 

Dalton, Thomas . , Scaleby, , 144 

Dodgsoii Mr. Andrew. .Stapleton, 145 

Davidson, Robert. .Brampton, ,. ..150 

Dixon, John . . do 151 

Dixon, Mr. J.. . St. Mary's, Carlisle, , 165 

Dixon, Susannali . . Heworth, 183 

Dawes, Francisca. . Barton, 193 

Douglas, Philadelphia. . Dumfries, 2i3 

Dryden, John . . Dornock, 216 

Demar,. Dublin, 225 

Drummond, Hon. Miss . . Brodsworth, 238 

Edwards, Mrs. Sarah . . Newington, 78 

Edmunds, Captain.. do ib. 

ElHot, George Augustus, .St. Pancras, 100 

Elliot, Thomas. .Nether Denton, 156 

Fairborn, Sir P. Knight. .Westminster Abbey,.... 3 

Faulknor, Captain Robert. .St. Paul's, 33 

Foreman, Captain Randle. . Bermondsey, 56 

Farmer, Martha. . do 57 

Findlay, Mr... do 61 

Ford, Mrs. Barbara. . Stepney, Gt) 

Fleming, Luke . . do 72 

Fairney, Mr. Hugh . . Newington, 76 

Foot, Mrs. Margaret.. do... 77 



310 

Friend, Mrs. . . Camberwell, , , , 94 

Franklin, Mrs. Mary . , Hammersmith, , ^ , , 103 

Forster, Isaac and Sarah.. Arthuret, ....137 

Fleming, Sir George, Bart... St. Mary's, Carlisle,. 168 

Fleming, Mildred., do 163 

Farrer, Rev. John * . Stanwix, Carlisle, , , 174 

Fenwick, Sarah . . Tynemouth, 180 

Fletcher, Thomas, D. D... Dublin, 224 

Fenton, Mr. Elijah. <, East Hampstead, Berks,,,.. 235 

Gay, John . . Westminster Abbey, 3 

Garrick, David.. do.. 7 

Garbutt, Mrs. Charlotte. .Lime-House, 49 

Gaspey, Amelia. . St. Margaret's, Westminster,.. . 85 

Green, John . . Camberwell, , 92 

Groom, Miss Harriet . . Chelsea, 108 

George, Margaret.. Battersea,... . , ib. 

Grayknott, Mr. William . . Deptford, 125 

Graham, Rev. William. . Stapleton, 146 

Gibson, John.. Brampton,. . ., 152 

Garth, Richard, M, A. . . Bioomfield, 160 

Graham, Barbara., Holm-Cultrara,. 162 

Graham, Catherine. . St. Cuthbert's, Carlisle,. , . .170 

Garnett, William . , Stanwix, , 176 

Gibbons, Judith , • do ibo 

Guy, William. . Kendal, 186 

Grierson^ William . , Dumfries, . , « < 207 



311 

Graham, John . . Dornock, * 215 

Gatt, Rev. Mr. James . . Gretna, 217 

Gloucester, Duke of. . St. Albans, Herts,.. ...... 271 

Goldsmith, Oliver.. Westminster Abbey, ..278 

Hope, Mary. . Westminster Abbey, 4 

Hales, Stephen . . do • (> 

HoUis, Francis . . do 19 

Hanway, Jonas . . do 24 

Howard, John.. St. Paul's, 29 

Hardinge, George N. Esq. . . do 34 

Howe, Admiral, Earl . . do 3G 

Hoghton, Major-General. .do 41 

Henbest, Mrs. Catharine . . Bermondsey, ......... 61 

Hodgon, Miss Mary. . Stepney, 67 

Hill, Henry.. Lambeth 81 

Hagan's, H. dc, St. Margaret's, Westminster,,. 84 

Howard, Charlotte . . Camberwell, 93 

Hill, Goilfrey..St. Pancras, 97 

Harrison, Mr. Samuel, .do 99 

Harvey, Master John. , Woolwich, 114 

Hardin, Mr. Samuel.. do.. 116 

Hallet, Mr. George.. do 11& 

Hube, Mrs. Ann . . Deptford, 121 

Hiat, Marianne. . do 122 

Hadden, Mrs. Susannah.. do 123 

Hawkins, William and Mary, . do. .....•.....«,.. 126 



312 

Hatful, Mrs. Harriet. . Deptford, 127 

Hodgson, John , , Nether Denton, 155 

Holmes, Anne. . St. Cuthbert's, Carlisle, 171 

Hedge, Archibald Septimus. .Tyneraouth, 177 

Hail, Joseph, M. A... Kendal, 187 

Hand, Ann Martha.. St. Giles, Cripplegate, 199 

Holliday, Margaret. . Dornock, 216 

Harcourt, Hon. Simon. .Stanton, Harcourt Oxen, 237 

Hogarth, William, Esq.. .Chiswick, .248 

Huntingdon, Rev. Wm. . . Lewes, ,.....,... 259 

Irving, Peggy. . Arthuret, 138 

Irving, Edvvard..Stapleton; 145 

Irving, Francis. . Dumfries, 201 

Irving, Ptobert, Esq. . . do 214 

Irwin, John . . Annan, 220 

Johnson, Ben. .Westminster Abbey, 25 

Johnson, Samueli. .St. Paul's, 31 

Jones, Sir William, Knt. . . do ib. 

Jones, Thomas . . Lime-House, 50 

Johnson, Frances . . do ib. 

Jordan, Mrs. Elizabeth . . Bermondsey, 64 

Jones, Mr. Samuel . . Islington, 75 

Jordon, Miss Sarah . . St. Pancras, 98 

Jackson, Dinah . . Tynemouth, 178 

Jenkins, Henry, . Bolton, Yorkshire; • . . . . 242 



313 

John, Gabriel. . Southley, 255 

Jones, Joseph . . Wolverhampton, , , 296 

Kneller, Sir Godfrey, Knt. .Westminster Abbey, 9 

Knott, jMrs. Henrietta Mary. . Deptford, 128 

Kirkpatrick, Eliza. .St. Mary's, Whitehaven, 134 

Kirkmichael, Robert, jun. . . St. Mary's, CarHsle,. . 1G7 

Kirk, James. .Dumfries, ..208 

King George III. . . Guiid-Hall, London, 251 

Keeling, William. .Carrisbrooke, Isle of Weight,.. 288 

Le-Marchant, Maj-Gen. J. Gaspard . . St. Paul's, . . 43 

Leak, Admiral Sir John. . Stepney, 72 

Loat, Eliza . . Streathem, 97 

Little, Christopher. . Kirklinton, 143 

Linnel, William . . Brampton, 151 

La wsou, Mary . . Nether Denton, 157 

Lamonby, George. . St. Mary's, Carlisle, 166 

Langhorne, Rev. Joseph . . Kirby Stephen, 194 

Langley, Charles. . St. Giles, Cripplegate, 197 

Linn, Rev. Mr. Patrick . . Dumfries, 209 

Lochart, Allan. . Paisley, 222 

Lee Boo, Prince. . St. Mary, Rotherhithe, 269 

Milton, John. . Westminster Abbey, .... 18 and 199 
Monpensier, Duke of . . do ^ 19 

S s 



314 

Mossc, Captaiu James Robert.. St. Paurs,...,.. ,, 3T 

Mackenzie, Major-Gerieral , . St. Paul's, 38 

Moore, Lieut.-Gen, Sir John, K. B...do 40 

Myers, Lieut.-Col. Sir Wm. Bart. . . do 42 

Monro, Serjeant., Bermondsey,.,., 60 

Monday, Ann . , do ib. 

Mayhew, John.. do 63 

Marsh, Rich, Esq. . . Howard's Chape), Lambeth, . , 82 

Murreu, Mr... St. Margaret's, Westminster, 85 

Miles, Mrs. Hannah.. St. Leonard's, Shore-ditch,. 87 

Miles, Mrs. Isabella. .St. Pancras, 100 

Miller, Mrs. Jane, , Woolwich, 118 

Morrison, Alexander. . Deptford, 127 

Mitford, Keturah. .Kirkmichael, Isle of Man,. . . .130 
Messenger, Isaac and Eliza . . Brampton, ........ 150 

Musgrave, Ann , . Holm-Cultram, 161 

Miles, William . . St. Mary's, Carlisle, 167 

Malcolm, King of Scotland,. .Tynemouth,....,.. 177 

Mouat, Thomas . , Dumfries, 203 

Mitchell, Mrs. . . do 205 

Mundo, William . . do. 209 

Maxwell, Alexander Herries . . do. 211 

Me'Kay, Jean.. Gretna, 218 

Montgomerie, Marion . . Paisley, 220 

Moore, Robert. .Dundalk, 226 

Mason, Mary. .Bristol, 238 

Maria Antoinette, Queen of France,. .......... . .257 



315 

Moie, John,. Worcester, .., 279 

Miller, Joe . . St. Clement Danes, 300 

Nelson, Horatio Viscount.. Guild-Hall, London,.. 45 

Newland, Abraham, Esq. . , St. Saviour's, 56 

Nicholas, Mrs. Ann . . Islington, 74 

Newton, Sir Isaac, 236 

Nixon, John.. Rockcliff, 152 

Oldfred, Robert.. Stepney, 71 

Oliver, Mary. . St. Asaph's, Greenwich, 113 

Otway, Sir John, Knt. . . Segbergh, 190 

Pulteney, Daniel . . Westminster Abbey, 16 

Peckfall, Sir Richard, Kut... do 19 

Pritchard, Mrs. . .do 23 

Parr, Thomas, .do ,,.. 25 

Porter, Joseph Pinder. . Poplar, 48 

Parker, Joseph. .Stepney, 70 

Price, Mr. John Thomas. .Islington, 74 

Pendrell, Richard. . St. Giles in the Fields, 90 

Powell, Henry. . St. Pancras, 101 

Perochon, CJementina. . Hammersmith, 103 

Perkins, Mr. Paul W... do ib. 

Proud, Eliza.. Deptford,.. 128 

Pinder, Captain Rich.. . St, Mary's, Whitehaven,. . 133 
Pearson, Lieutenant, . Dalston, , , , , 135 



316 

Patryckson, Frances. .Pousonby,, , 141 

Pears, Samuel. . Brampton, , 151 

Patterson, John . . Dumfries, 206 

Piter, Thomas . . Paisley, 223 

Philips, Charles Claudius. , Wolverhampton,. 249 

Penny, John . . Wimborne, 253 

Pentreath, Dolly . . St. Paul's, Cornwall, 2B5 

Peter the Wild Boy. .North Church, Herts, 292 

Pyne, Valentine. . Tower, London, 293 

Queensberry, Charles, Duke of. .Dumfries, 215 

Quin, Mr. James.. Bath, , 246 

Queen Elizabeth, 261 

Rowe, Nicholas, Esq.. .Westminster Abbey, 2 

Russel, Lord John . . do 20 

Roy, Jane. .Bermondsey, 60 

Richard, Mr. Charles.. do 62 

Roberts, Mrs. Eliza, .do 63 

Robinson, Mary . . Stepney, 71 

PvOsier, Thomas . . Lambeth, 81 

Raleigh, Sir W. Knt. . . St. Margaret's, Westminster, 85 

Richards, Mrs. Ann . . Whitechapel, 91 

Roper, the Hon. Barbara. . St. Pancras, 99 

Richardson, Miss Sophia.. Greenwich, 112 

Reid, Mr. James. .Woolwich,., ,. 117 

Robinson, Mrs. Marv,,do .120 



317 

Russell, Mrs. Margaret . . Deptforci, . . . . , 122 

Roulledge, John , . Stapleton, 1 46 

Routledge, John, Esq. . . do 147 

Richardson, John. . Brampton, 149 

Robinson, Rev. William . . Rockcliff, 153 

Relph, Winifred . Stauwix, 173 

Reay, Henry, Esq. . . Tyuemouth, 179 

Robinson, George . . West Bolden, 184 

Russel, Lady Margaret. . St. Laurence, Appleby,. .191 

Rutter, Samuel.. St. Germam's, Isle of Man, 234 

Robertson, William, D. D, 278 

Reynolds, Sir Joshua, , . . , , 287 

Shakspeare, William, . Westminster Abbey, 1, and 2G0 

Sheffield, John, Duke of Buckingham, .do 2 

Scott, Grace.. do 5 

Sebert, King of the East Saxons,, .do 27 

Stevens, George, Esq.. .Poplar, 47 

Swain, Thomas. . St. Saviour's 52 

Symous, John . . do 54 

Sncll, Mary..Bermondsey, 57 

Seex, John . . do , 62 

Shaw, Mrs. Margaret, .do 63 

Samson, Mrs. Ann. .do 64 

^Spert, Thomas, Knt. . . Stepney, 73 

Sutton, Mr. Robert. . Islington, 75 

Stone, Eliza. , Newington, , 77 



318 

Soane, Elizabeth. . St. Giles in the Fields,. ,,..., 83 

Sass, Mrs. Eliza.. do 89 

St. Clair, Ramsay Charles, .do ib. 

Staniforth, Ann . , Camberwell, 95 

Scott, Family of, . do . . . ^ , 9G 

Skrymshcr, John. . Hammersmith 104 

Simpson, Eleanor. . Fulham, 107 

Simons, Mrs. Jemima. .Greenwich, , .113 

Shaw, W. . . Woolwich, 115 

Strother, Mr. Anthony, . . do 116 

Smith, Miss Maria . . do 1 20 

Simpson, Betsey. . Brampton, , 149 

Simpson, Mr. E. , . St. Mary's, Carhsle, 164 

Skelton, Rowland . . Stanwix, , . , 172 

Sanderson, Mary..Heworth, , 183 

Strickland, Mrs. Frances . . Kendai, 185 

Scott, Rev. John. .Dumfries,,. . . 212 

Stewart, Mrs. Barbara . . Annan, 219 

Stevart, James. .Paisley, 221 

Scott. Margaret . . Dalkeith, 233 

Sterne, Rev. L...St. George's, Hanover-Square,. .,236 

Seward, Mr. and Miss. .Litchfield, 241 

Sydney, Sir Philip, Knt eSt. Paul's. 256 

Shaughsware, Hadgi..St. Botolph, Bishopsgate,..265 

Stanley, Sir Thomas, Knt...Tong, Salop, ..260 

Strutton, VVilHam . . Hey don, Yorkshire, 295 

Sewell, Joe. . Suffolk, , 302 



319 

Thomson, James. .Westminster Abbe}',. , 1 

Thomas, Rev. John, L. L. D. . . do 17 

Thynne, Thomas . . do 28 

Tradescaiits, the Family of the . . Lambeth, 84 

Thompson, Sarah . . Bishopsgate, 8G 

Taylor, James . , Woolwich, , 117 

Topping, Thomas , . Brampton, 148 

Teasdale, Margaret. . Upper Denton, 154 

Teasdale, George , . do ib. 

Tate, Jane. . West Bolden, 183 

Tyrer, Ralph. .Kendal, 184 

Theodore, King of Corsica, . . St. Ann's, Soho,.. , .270 

Vernon, Edward . . Westminster Abbey,. , , . , 12 

Voguell, Mary. .Caraberwell, , 92 

Wager, Sir Charles, Knt... Westminster Abbey,.. 12 

Warren, Sir Peter,. do 14 

Walsh, George, Esq. . . do 15 

Withers, Henry, .do ib. 

W^olfe, iNIajor-General James . . do 25 

Westcott, Captain George Blagdon..St. Paul's... 3G 

Wren, Sir Christopher, Knight. . do 43 

Wenkworth, Rev. William . . St. Saviour's, 51 

Wightman, Mr. David . . Bermondsey, .58 

Weltse, Miss Eliza . . Hammersmith, 103 

Winter, Sir Edward . , Battersea, ,.,....,, 10» 



320 

Waite, West. . Greenwich, 110 

Williamson, Lieutenant George. .Woolwich, 115 

White, Sarah . . Deptford, 128 

Watson, Mr. William . . Kirklinton, 142 

Wright, George, .do .143 

Wilkinson, Mr. Matthew. . Stanwix, 174 

Wheelwright, Rev. Michael, .do 175 

W^iison, Daniel, Esq.. .Betham, 189 

Wright, Serjeant.. Dumfries, 204 

Wallace, Sir William . . Dryburgh, 253 

Worme, Sir Pvichard. .Peterborough, 266 

Wight, John . . St. Martin's, Outwich, 269 

Warwick, Earl of. . Barnet, 272 

Young, Thomas — St. Saviour's, 55 

Yates, Mr. John. . Bermondsey, 64 



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